FAYE
By the time we arrived at Helen's house, I felt a strange sense of excitement that I hadn't expected.
Perhaps it was because of how much effort it had taken to get everyone here.
Perhaps it was because I knew how much this meant to her.
Whatever the reason, the moment Alexander parked the car and I stepped out, I couldn't help but smile.
A few seconds later, Irene's car pulled up behind us.
Almost immediately, the doors opened, and everyone stepped out.
And there she was.
Helen stood at the entrance of the mansion, smiling brightly.
She looked exactly like the woman everyone knew her to be: elegant, graceful, strong. Not the weak, fading woman in my head.
There was no sign of exhaustion on her face. No indication that anything was wrong. She looked happy, and for a moment, I
