Jamie ran over, her heart pounding, terrified that the elderly woman might vanish before she could reach her.

"Mom, how are you here?" She grabbed the woman's hand, her eyes brimming with tears of joy.

She expected recognition, perhaps even relief, but instead, the woman recoiled in fear.

"Don't hit me, I'll leave right away," the woman stammered, trembling.

Jamie's heart shattered. "Why would I hit you? Mom, it's me, Jamie, your daughter!"

"I don't know you."

The words hit Jamie like a bolt of lightning. Not know her?

How could that be? There was no way she could mistake her own mother.

Her mind raced, turmoil bubbling beneath the surface, but seeing how scared the woman looked, Jamie softened her tone. "I would never hurt you. Please, just take a good look at my face." The woman hesitated for a long moment before slowly lifting her head.

She wasn't as old as Jamie had imagined. Her haggard appearance came from neglect, her unkempt clothes and disheveled hair adding years to her. Jamie felt a wave of sorrow wash over her.

Her mother, Linda Lewis, had been missing for so long, disappearing without a trace. Jamie had searched tirelessly, but every effort had ended in disappointment. She had begun to think she would never see her again, yet here she was, a miracle tinged with heartbreak. How much had she suffered to end up like this?

Linda stared at Jamie, a flicker of recognition crossing her tired eyes. "Jamie... Jamie? Is it... Jamie?"

"Yes, Mom, it's me! It's Jamie!" Tears streamed down her face as relief and joy overcame her.

Jamie brought Linda home.

When she hailed a cab, the driver shot her a disdainful look. "Miss, where did you pick up this trash collector? People like her shouldn't be allowed in my car."

Jamie's anger flared. "What do you mean they shouldn't? I'm paying you, aren't I?"

The driver scoffed. "Even so, you can't bring someone that filthy into the car."

Linda shrank back, visibly distressed by the driver's harsh words. Jamie tightened her grip on Linda's hand.

"If she's not welcome, we're not

taking your cab. Refund my money."

Jamie's voice was icy as she stepped out of the car, refusing to budge despite the driver's protests.

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Once on the street, Jamie comforted her frightened mother. "It's okay, Mom. If they don't want us, we'll just walk home. No big deal."

Jamie led Linda home, determined to make her feel safe. Once inside, she helped Linda bathe.

It quickly became clear that Linda's mental state was fragile. She could barely speak coherently, let alone manage tasks like washing herself. But Jamie didn't mind in the slightest.

After the bath, Jamie dressed Linda bath in clean clothes, marveling at how much better she looked. Sitting her down on the couch, she gently combed Linda's hair. The sight of

her white strands brought a lump to

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"Mom, where have you been all these years? Did you know what happened to Dad...?" Jamie's voice trailed off, but Linda didn't seem to understand.

Instead, she turned and patted Jamie's hand softly, as though comforting a child. "Don't cry, Jamie. Don't cry."

Jamie's nose tingled, and tears threatened to fall again.

Linda fell asleep quickly, exhaustion evident in her peaceful expression. Jamie sat beside her for a while, watching over her, before stepping out to take a call from Ben. She told him about Fiona, then hesitated before adding, "By the way, I found my mom today in the old district."

Ben was stunned. "Your mother? After all this time?"

Not long after, Ben arrived at Jamie's apartment. He glanced into the guest room, where Linda lay fast asleep.

"It really is her," Ben murmured, his brow furrowing with a complex mix of emotions.

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