January 15th on the old calendar-Briony's mother, Julia Hudson, was finally coming home.

Stella had taken the day off to go with Briony to pick up Julia.

The weather forecast had been spot on: the day was glorious, clear and bright.

Sunlight broke through the thick winter clouds and spilled across the ground, turning the snow into a dazzling sea of diamonds.

Outside the gates of Northborough's women's prison, Briony stood wrapped in a cream-colored wool coat. She looked delicate, her long, silky hair swaying gently in the wind.

"Star, what time is it?" Briony's eyes were fixed on the towering brick walls ahead, her tightly clasped hands betraying her nerves.

Stella gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "It's only eight-thirty. She'll be out soon. Try not to worry."

As the words left her lips, the heavy iron gate rattled.

A smaller side door swung open.

Briony's eyelashes fluttered. She broke into a run.

"Mom!"

Julia paused in surprise when she saw her, but her face quickly broke into a smile. "Bryn, you're here."

the young guard said kindly, then turned and walked back

gate clanged shut behind

over Julia's shoulders. "Mom, I'm here

Stella. She stared for a moment before

"It's me! Bryn and

tight. "You're a good girl. I don't know what Bryn would've

together-we're practically sisters. Don't feel bad. Let's get you home first. Bryn bought a new place and decorated it herself. It's cozy and beautiful; you're going to

hers, Stella's in the other. When she smiled, the lines at the corners of her eyes deepened.

Dolphin Cove.

as it reached the top

by the entrance. "Julia! Step over the fire-leave the bad

she nodded and stepped

lovingly prepared. In that moment, emotion overwhelmed her; tears spilled

quickly wiping her face with the

that cold, unforgiving place, back

home with no Kensingtons. No Hudsons. Just the two of them, mother

the new apartment, showing off every cozy corner, before finally bringing her to the

them out herself. Stella handed them to Julia with a

why don't you take a shower and change into something fresh? Later,

took the clothes and held them

there, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Bryn has suffered

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