She had also begun taking management courses at the insistence of Madame Kan, her mother, who saw in her more than an heiress, a flame, a continuation, a new beginning. And in that repaired bond, in that slow rebuilding, there was a truth. Sometimes roots move away, twist, get lost, but they always end up finding the earth again.
And in that house, once full of silence, one could now hear something stronger, a mother, a daughter, and a promising future.
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