Aiden's First-Person POV12 hours later, the plane touched down in New Bastia. The seasons here were the opposite of those back home. It was winter, and the moment I stepped off the plane, the cold hit me. Luckily, I had come prepared. I took my down jacket from my suitcase and slipped it on.In the arrivals hall, I spotted Dad in the crowd right away. I ran straight to him, threw myself into his arms, and muttered, "I missed you so much, Dad."He patted my back, his voice soft with relief as he said, "You made it. Our family is finally together again."With that, I got into his car and went home with him.But when we got to the door, I hesitated, unable to go inside. I glanced at Dad and asked quietly, "Is Mom… doing okay?"Mom had severe depression. Whenever she saw me, she'd lose control and lash out in ways that hurt me. When I was little, she locked me in a closet and even threw me into a river. The worst time, she took me up to the roof and tried to push me off. Every
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