Six months later. Sunshine Orphanage.I crouched down and tied the ribbon in Raine’s hair.She wore a brand-new floral dress, her cheeks rosy, her right hand now fitted with delicate, responsive prosthetic fingers.“Miss Shaw, can I really play the piano today?” she asked, tilting her face up at me, her eyes bright.“Of course.” I took her hand. “You’ve practiced for so long. It’s time everyone heard you.”The auditorium was filled with children.In the front row sat a few special guests—Randy, who had handled Fleur’s case, and Iris, Daniel’s daughter, who had flown back from overseas.Raine sat at the piano, took a deep breath, and placed her fingers on the keys.“Für Elise” flowed out—this time, the original version, bright and lively.The children swayed gently to the rhythm. A little girl with pigtails even stood up and spun in a circle.I looked out the window. The sunlight was just right.On the day the trial ended, Fleur had been sentenced to life. In court, she suddenly broke
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