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As the car began to burn, thick smoke billowed into the sky, drawing the attention of nearby pedestrians and passing vehicles. A crowd quickly gathered around the scene, their concerned voices creating a hum of urgency. Several bystanders called for emergency services, frantically reporting the fire and the victims trapped in the wreckage.

Within minutes, the wailing sirens of ambulances and fire trucks pierced the tense atmosphere. The firefighting team arrived first, springing into action with precision and speed. While some firefighters worked to douse the growing flames, others focused on prying open the twisted metal to free Lugh, who was still trapped inside. The paramedics, meanwhile, rushed to Seraphina, Chloe, and Dia, checking their vitals and administering first aid.

It took considerable effort, but the firefighters eventually managed to extract Lugh from the wreckage, his body limp and lifeless but still clinging to life. Blood covered his face, and his breaths were faint and labored. Without wasting a second, he was placed on a stretcher and rushed to one of the ambulances. The paramedics ensured Seraphina, Chloe, and Dia were also carefully loaded into the remaining ambulances.

The chaotic scene began to calm as the victims were whisked away to the nearest hospital. The crowd dispersed slowly, murmuring prayers and hoping for their survival.

At the hospital, the emergency team worked tirelessly, separating the patients into different wards based on the severity of their conditions. Lugh was rushed to the ICU, his injuries critical. Doctors began immediate treatment, stabilizing his vitals while assessing the extent of the damage. Despite their efforts, his condition was dire, and he slipped into a coma. Machines monitored his fragile state, and the room was eerily silent except for the rhythmic beeping of the monitors.

Meanwhile, in a separate ward, Seraphina, Chloe, and Dia lay unconscious on hospital beds. Seraphina’s head was wrapped in bandages, and bruises covered her arms and legs. Chloe and Dia had sustained milder injuries, but the trauma of the crash was evident on their faces even as they lay still.

Hours passed before the first stirrings of consciousness began. Chloe was the first to open her eyes, her vision blurry as she tried to make sense of her surroundings. Dia woke up moments later, her voice weak as she called out, “Mom? Aunt Sera? Where are we?”

Hearing Dia’s voice, Seraphina began to stir, her eyes fluttering open. Confusion and pain clouded her mind as she tried to sit up but was held back by the soreness in her body. Her first thought was of Lugh. Panic set in as she glanced around the room, looking for him. “Where’s Lugh? Is he okay? Someone, please tell me!” she cried out, her voice trembling with fear.

A nurse entered the room quickly, trying to calm her down. “Please, ma’am, try not to move. You’ve been through a serious accident. Your son is being treated in the ICU. The doctors are doing everything they can for him.”

Seraphina’s heart sank at the nurse’s words. Tears welled in her eyes as she whispered, “I need to see him. Please, take me to him.”

Chloe, though injured, tried to comfort Seraphina, her voice steady despite her own worry. “Sera, listen to the nurse. Let them treat you first. Lugh needs you to be strong for him.”

Dia's tears streaming down her cheeks added softly, “He’ll be okay, Auntie. He’s strong, just like you. We’ll all get through this together.”

Seraphina clutched Chloe and Dia’s hands, drawing strength from their presence. But the weight of not knowing her son’s fate pressed heavily on her heart. She silently prayed, clinging to hope as the hospital buzzed with quiet urgency around them.

Hours dragged on like an eternity as Seraphina, Chloe, and Dia sat in the sterile hospital room, their hearts weighed down by anxiety and dread. Every ticking second felt heavier than the last as they waited desperately for any update on Lugh's condition. The quiet hum of machines and distant murmurs of hospital staff did little to ease their nerves. Seraphina’s hands trembled as she clutched a tissue, her gaze fixed on the door to the ICU, silently praying for good news.

Finally, after five long hours, the doors to the ICU opened, and two doctors stepped out, their expressions unreadable. Seraphina immediately rose from her chair despite the soreness in her body, Chloe and Dia following suit. The sight of the doctors’ somber faces made Seraphina’s heart skip a beat.

After five long hours, the ICU doors finally opened, and two doctors stepped out with unreadable expressions. Seraphina rose from her chair despite the soreness in her body, her heart pounding as Chloe and Dia followed closely. The somber look on the doctors’ faces made her breath hitch.

“Doctors,” Seraphina’s voice trembled, desperation lacing her words. “Please, just tell me. How is my son? Is he okay? Can I see him now?”

The lead doctor raised a calming hand. “Ma’am, please try to stay calm. Your son is out of danger. His vitals are stable, and he will survive, but he is still unconscious. He needs time to regain his senses, and we’ll allow you to see him once we’ve monitored his condition a little longer.”

Relief washed over Chloe as she wrapped a protective arm around Seraphina. “Sera, you heard the doctor—Lugh is out of danger. He’s alive. That’s what matters. Let’s focus on that for now, okay?” she whispered soothingly.

The doctor hesitated, his voice becoming more solemn. “There’s something else we need to share. The injuries he sustained in the crash, combined with the burns, were extensive. One of his hands... it was too damaged to save. We had no choice but to amputate. I’m deeply sorry.”

Seraphina staggered back, her body trembling as the words sank in. “No... no, this can’t be happening,” she cried, her voice breaking as tears streamed uncontrollably down her face. “My baby... his hand...”

Dia’s face turned pale as she clung to the edge of a chair for balance. “No! That... that can’t be true. It’s a mistake. You’re wrong!” she said, her voice trembling as tears rolled down her cheeks. “This isn’t real!”

Chloe, though shaken, composed herself. As a doctor, she knew the importance of finding strength in such moments. “Listen to me,” she said firmly, her voice steady but compassionate. “Lugh is alive. Yes, this is tragic, but he’s breathing, his heart is beating, and we still have him. That’s what matters most right now.”

Through her sobs, Seraphina whispered, “Why, Chloe? Why him? He’s still a little boy. He didn’t deserve this...” Her knees buckled, and Chloe caught her, holding her tightly.

“Sera, life doesn’t give us answers to the ‘why,’” Chloe said softly. “But we have a chance now—a chance to help him heal, to love him, and to support him through this. He’s going to need you more than ever. You have to be strong, for him.”

Dia wiped her tears, her voice trembling but determined. “Lugh has always been so strong for us. Now, it’s our turn to be strong for him. He needs to see our smiles and feel our love,” she said, kneeling beside Seraphina and taking her hand.

Seraphina nodded weakly, though her tears didn’t stop. “You’re right,” she said, her voice barely audible. “I’ll be strong for him. I’ll be the mother he needs me to be... I just wish I could take all his pain away.”

Chloe placed a reassuring hand on Seraphina’s shoulder. “You already are, Sera. Just being here for him is enough. We’ll get through this together.”

The second doctor stepped forward gently. “Mrs. Seraphina, I know this is hard to hear, but Lugh is a fighter. His recovery will be long, but with your support, he’ll adapt. Take your time to process this, and when you’re ready, we’ll let you see him.”

Seraphina wiped her tears, a flicker of determination returning to her eyes. “Thank you, Doctor. Please take care of him until I can. He’s everything to me.”

Chloe stood by her side, her voice steady and reassuring. “And you’re everything to him, Sera. Let’s focus on what we have now—on Lugh’s recovery. We’re all here for him and for you.”

The three of them stood together, united in their grief and love, as they prepared themselves to face the long journey ahead—one of healing, strength, and unshakable bonds.

As night enveloped the hospital, Seraphina, Chloe, and Dia remained by Lugh’s side, their eyes heavy with exhaustion yet refusing to close. Lugh lay still, his unconscious form a constant reminder of the ordeal they’d just endured. Despite their fatigue, none of them could bring themselves to leave. They waited, their hearts filled with hope and silent prayers, unable to do anything but watch over him.

When morning arrived, a soft ray of sunlight spilled into the room, bringing a touch of warmth to their weary faces. The doctor entered, his demeanor calm and reassuring as he examined Lugh. After a thorough check, he turned to the three women with a gentle smile.

"Good news," he said warmly. "Lugh is recovering well. His vitals are stable, and he’s out of danger. In an hour or two, he should regain consciousness."

At that moment, the room seemed to fill with light. Seraphina’s heart swelled with relief, and tears of gratitude welled in her eyes. Chloe placed a comforting hand on Seraphina’s shoulder, and Dia, unable to contain her excitement, clasped her hands together with a wide smile.

“He’s going to wake up,” Seraphina whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "Thank you, Doctor. Thank you so much."

As the doctor nodded and left, the tension that had gripped them for so long began to ease. Seraphina let out a long, shaky sigh, her heart finally feeling a measure of peace. Chloe and Dia exchanged joyful glances, and the room was filled with quiet but genuine hope for the first time since the accident.

Within two hours, Lugh finally regained consciousness, and the doctor confirmed that his family could see him. The news sent a wave of excitement and relief through Seraphina, Chloe, and Dia, who had been anxiously waiting for this moment. As a precaution, Lugh was shifted from the ICU to a private ward to ensure he could rest in a calmer environment while still receiving close monitoring.

When the three women entered the room, the sight before them made Seraphina’s heart clench. Tears welled up in her eyes and began streaming down her face as she saw her son lying on the hospital bed. His body was heavily wrapped in bandages, a ventilator mask covering his face, and an oxygen tube gently inserted into his mouth. Glucose and medication dripped steadily into his veins through multiple IV lines, adding to the fragile and vulnerable image of the boy she cherished so deeply.

Chloe placed a supportive hand on Seraphina's shoulder, steadying her as the overwhelming emotion threatened to consume her. Dia, too, stood frozen for a moment, her hands clasped tightly over her mouth as her eyes filled with tears. The sight of Lugh in such a state was a stark contrast to the vibrant and mischievous young man they all adored.

Seraphina slowly approached Lugh’s bedside, her trembling hand reaching out to touch his bandaged one. Despite his weakened state, his eyes fluttered open and met hers, his gaze filled with a tired but familiar warmth. The faintest flicker of a smile appeared on his face as he saw his mother, her presence bringing him comfort even in this fragile moment.

"Lugh..." Seraphina whispered, her voice breaking as she gently stroked his hand. "You're awake. Thank you... Thank you for staying strong."

Lugh’s lips moved slightly, but no sound came out as the oxygen mask muffled his voice. His eyes, however, spoke volumes, conveying the love and reassurance she so desperately needed. Chloe and Dia came closer, each offering their silent support, their hearts filled with gratitude that Lugh had made it through the worst.

Seraphina sat by Lugh's bedside, gently stroking his hand as tears welled in her eyes. “Lugh, my precious boy, I’m so happy you’re alive,” she whispered. “You’ve endured so much—far more than anyone should. I promise to do everything I can to ensure you never face such pain again. All I want is to see you happy.”

Lugh’s eyes filled with tears as he tried to speak, his lips moving faintly, but the oxygen tube prevented any words. Seeing his struggle, Seraphina leaned closer. “Shh, honey… save your strength. You don’t need to speak right now,” she said softly, her voice trembling with emotion.

Dia smiled through her tears, stepping closer. “Auntie, he wants you to be happy again… like before.” Chloe nodded gently. “She’s right, Sera. There’s no need to dwell on the past. It’s time to focus on healing and moving forward.”

Seraphina looked at them both with gratitude. “Thank you, Dia. Thank you, Chloe. Your support means the world to him… and to me.” Dia leaned closer to Lugh, her voice filled with warmth. “Lugh, we’ll get through this together. You’re not alone. Be strong for us, okay?” In response, Lugh blinked slowly, tears slipping down his cheeks, signaling a deliberate “yes.”

Dia chuckled softly. “We’ll take that as a yes. Let’s get you healthy again—together.” Seraphina squeezed his hand gently. “I wanted so badly for us to have a beautiful evening together, but… things didn’t go as planned.”

Chloe placed a reassuring hand on Seraphina’s shoulder. “Sera, plans don’t always work out perfectly. What matters is that we’re here—together. That’s what counts. Let’s focus on that instead of the past.”

Just then, a nurse stepped forward hesitantly, her expression kind but firm. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but it’s time for his next round of medication. I’ll need to ask you all to step out for now. Don’t worry—you can see him again tomorrow. And please, make sure to rest yourselves. Recovery is important for everyone.”

Seraphina bent down to kiss Lugh’s forehead, her voice tender. “We’re leaving now, baby, but we’ll be back tomorrow. Don’t be scared, okay? You’re so brave. If you need anything, just ask this wonderful nurse.”

The nurse smiled kindly. “It’s my honor, ma’am. I’ll look after him as if he were my own.” Seraphina gave her a weary but heartfelt smile. “Thank you. It means everything to me knowing he’s in good hands.”

The nurse placed her hand over her heart. “I’ll do my best, ma’am. He’ll be well cared for.”

Seraphina whispered softly to Lugh as they prepared to leave. “Rest now, my love. We’ll see you soon.” With that, they left the room, carrying with them a quiet resolve to face whatever lay ahead.

With one last look, Seraphina, Dia, and Chloe slowly leave the room, their hearts heavy yet filled with hope, trusting that brighter days lay ahead.

The days unfolded slowly as Seraphina, Chloe, and Dia followed their own recovery routines, determined to regain the strength they needed to fully support Lugh. Rest and proper medication worked wonders for them, and their conditions steadily improved. Lugh, too, showed signs of progress. His ventilator, oxygen mask, and feeding tube were removed, signaling a step toward recovery, though he still remained unable to speak due to his weakened state.

A week later, Seraphina, Chloe, and Dia were discharged from the hospital, now fully healed and healthy. Despite her own recovery, Seraphina refused to leave Lugh’s side, knowing he needed her now more than ever. Chloe, with her duties as a doctor calling her back to work, returned to her clinic, though she kept a constant check on Lugh’s updates. Dia, ever the devoted best friend, made it her routine to visit Lugh daily, bringing with her warmth, laughter, and unwavering support to lift his spirits.

Meanwhile, Seraphina remained steadfast by Lugh’s side in the hospital, her every action filled with the care and love of a mother devoted to her child’s healing. The days were long, but her hope grew stronger as she watched small signs of progress in Lugh, knowing that their bond and her presence would help him find his way back to health.

The warm sunlight filtered through the hospital blinds, casting a soft glow over the room. Seraphina sat by Lugh’s bedside, gently feeding him spoonfuls of warm soup, her every movement filled with tenderness and care. As she brought another spoonful to his lips, Lugh suddenly tried to speak, his hoarse voice barely audible.

Lugh struggled to speak, his voice barely a whisper. “Ma... Mom...” he managed, his words faint yet filled with emotion. Seraphina immediately set the spoon down, her eyes shimmering with tears. “Shh, my love,” she said gently, leaning closer. “There’s no need to push yourself right now. Don’t strain yourself, okay? I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere.”

Reaching out, she cradled his face in her hand, her thumb softly brushing his tear-streaked cheek. Her voice trembled with emotion as she continued, “I know it’s hard, honey. I know. But you’re so strong, my precious boy, and I’m so proud of you. You’ve endured more than anyone should, and I promise we’ll get through this together. Always.”

Lugh lowered his head, his face shadowed with sadness as silent tears slipped down his cheeks. Seraphina gently placed her hand under his chin, lifting his face to meet her gaze. “Hey, listen to me,” she said firmly, her voice full of love. “Losing your hand doesn’t mean losing yourself. It doesn’t mean you can’t do the things you love or achieve your dreams. You can, and you will—because you’re capable of so much more than you realize. And do you know why?”

Lugh’s wide, tear-filled eyes looked up at her, his lips trembling as he tried and failed to respond. Seraphina’s tone grew even stronger, yet tender. “Because I’m here,” she said. “I’ll be your hands, your strength, your guide—whatever you need me to be. I’ll never leave your side. We’ll figure this out together, one step at a time. There’s no rush. All I want is for you to focus on healing and knowing how deeply, unconditionally you are loved.”

She leaned forward and kissed his forehead softly, their tears mingling. Then, with a warm smile, she encouraged him, “Now, eat up, okay? This soup will make you strong and healthy again. There’s so much I want to share with you, so many things we’ll talk about and laugh over—but only when you’re ready. Until then, just focus on getting better.”

Lugh nodded weakly, his voice barely audible. “I... love you, Mom...” he murmured. Seraphina’s heart swelled, her voice cracking with emotion as she replied, “Oh, my sweet boy, I love you too. More than anything in this world.”

She picked up the spoon again and continued feeding him, her gaze never leaving his face, her heart silently vowing to be his unwavering pillar of strength.

Two weeks passed, and the long-awaited day finally arrived—Lugh was discharged from the hospital. The doctors confirmed his condition was stable, and though he could walk now, they advised a week to half a month of complete rest to ensure a full recovery. Seraphina, Chloe, and Dia were overjoyed to hear the news, their hearts filled with gratitude and relief.

After completing all the discharge documentation, Seraphina and Lugh headed straight home. The car ride was quiet but comforting, with Seraphina occasionally glancing at Lugh, her heart swelling with happiness to finally bring her son back home. After half an hour of driving, they arrived at their cozy abode.

Lugh felt a rush of warmth and familiarity as soon as they stepped inside. It had been a month since he had seen their home, and it now felt like heaven to him. But as he looked around, he noticed a few changes—subtle but thoughtful. The living room had been spruced up, with new cushions adorning the sofa and fresh flowers placed in vases. The air carried the faint aroma of lavender, adding a soothing touch.

When Lugh walked into the bedroom, a smile crept across his face. At the center of the room was a new, large double bed, adorned with fresh linens and cozy pillows. He stood there for a moment, taking it all in, his heart brimming with appreciation.

Lugh: (turning to Seraphina) Mom, this... this is beautiful. Did you do all this for me?

Seraphina: (smiling warmly) Of course, my love. I wanted to make everything perfect for you. I thought you’d need extra comfort now, and what better way than a new bed for us to snuggle on?

Lugh: (tears glistening in his eyes) You always think of everything, don’t you? Thank you, Mom. This feels like home more than ever.

Seraphina: (placing a hand gently on his shoulder) That’s all I ever want, honey—for you to feel safe, loved, and at home. Now, why don’t you settle in while I prepare something special for us?

Lugh nodded, his heart filled with gratitude as he sank onto the bed, appreciating every detail of Seraphina's changes. He felt a deep sense of love and belonging, knowing that no matter what challenges life threw his way, he would always have a place of solace by her side.

Seraphina entered the room with a warm smile, carrying a tray of tea and golden-brown fritters. “I’m here, baby,” she said, placing the tray on the small table by Lugh’s bed. “Look what I made for us—fresh tea and your favorite fritters. Let’s enjoy them together.”

The comforting aroma filled the room, and Lugh’s face lit up as he inhaled deeply. “Mmm, that smells amazing, Mom. Thank you! It’s been so long since I had anything like this.”

Seraphina sat beside him, her tone gentle yet firm. “I know, honey. That’s exactly why I made it for you. But just for now, okay? You’re still recovering, so let’s take it slow.”

Lugh smiled softly, nodding. “I understand, Mom. Thanks for thinking about me, as always.” He hesitated briefly, then continued, his voice trembling slightly but laced with determination. “Oh, uh… can you please get me a straw to drink the tea? You know… since I was left-handed, and now with my hand gone, I’m struggling to manage with my right. But I promise you, Mom, I’ll learn to do everything with it. I’ll figure it out.”

Seraphina placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, her voice calm and full of love. “My sweet boy, there’s no rush. You don’t have to prove anything to me or anyone else. Take your time. We’ll get through this together, step by step.”

Lugh blinked away tears, touched by her reassurance. “Thanks, Mom. You always know exactly what to say.”

Smiling warmly, Seraphina reached into her pocket and pulled out a straw. “And I already brought one for you. I thought you might need it.”

Lugh’s eyes softened, his heart swelling with gratitude. “You think of everything, Mom. Thank you… for this, for everything you’ve done for me.”

Gently brushing a strand of hair from his face, Seraphina replied, “You don’t need to thank me, sweetheart. Taking care of you is my greatest joy. Now, let’s eat before it gets cold, shall we?”

Nodding, Lugh’s voice was filled with warmth. “Yes, let’s eat. It already feels perfect because you made it, Mom.”

They began to eat together, savoring the simple but heartfelt meal. Seraphina carefully placed a fritter on a plate for Lugh, holding it close for him to take. Every sip of tea and every bite of the fritters carried warmth, love, and reassurance—a deep bond that didn’t need words to express.

In that moment, Seraphina couldn’t help but feel immense pride in her son’s resilience, and Lugh found strength in her unwavering support. Together, they shared a meal that wasn’t just nourishing for the body but healing for their souls.

After finishing the heartfelt snacks, Lugh lay down to rest, his body still weary from recovery, while Seraphina busied herself with her household chores. About an hour later, Dia arrived, eager to see Lugh. Seraphina greeted her warmly at the door and guided her to his room.

Dia’s face lit up with joy the moment she saw him. “Lugh! I’m so glad you’re home,” she exclaimed, her relief evident. The two quickly fell into a lively conversation, their laughter and lighthearted banter filling the room. For nearly two hours, they chatted away, sharing stories, teasing each other, and enjoying the simple joy of being together again.

A little while later, Seraphina entered the room, carrying a tray with three steaming bowls of vegetable soup. She placed the tray on the table and joined them, her heart warming at the sight of her son smiling again. The trio enjoyed the comforting meal together, their conversation flowing naturally as they savored the moment.

As they finished, a quiet sense of hope settled over them. Together, they shared a silent wish—that with time, everything would fall into place, and brighter days lay ahead.

After spending some time with Lugh and Seraphina, Dia bid them farewell and returned home. Seraphina took care of the dishes before settling down to focus on her office work, while Lugh decided to take a nap. The rest of the day passed peacefully.

As the week went by, Lugh’s recovery progressed remarkably well. By noon one day, after finishing lunch, he sat in bed flipping through a magazine when an article caught his eye. It was about TiVaDi Company, a leading giant in robotics, artificial intelligence, and advanced technology. The article detailed how TiVaDi was the largest manufacturer of various mechanisms and AI-driven bots, revolutionizing multiple industries.

Lugh learned that the company was originally founded by Theodore and Lucious, but after their passing, their wives, Evangeline and Ophelia, took over and continued expanding its legacy. What intrigued him the most, however, was the company’s groundbreaking work in the medical field—specifically, their expertise in developing advanced mechanical body parts for individuals who had lost limbs due to accidents or congenital disabilities.

A spark of hope ignited within him. This could be the opportunity he had been searching for! Unable to contain his excitement, Lugh immediately called out for Seraphina. As she rushed to his side, he eagerly shared what he had just read, explaining how TiVaDi’s technology could potentially change everything for him.

Seraphina sat down beside Lugh, noticing the excitement radiating from him. She reached for his hand, smiling softly. “Now, tell me, sweetheart. What’s got you so worked up? Why did you call me so suddenly?”

Lugh eagerly handed her the magazine, his eyes shining with hope. “Mom, look at this! I was reading about TiVaDi Company—about its incredible legacy, especially in the medical field. They’ve developed advanced mechanical body parts tailored to a person’s strength. Isn’t that amazing?”

Seraphina skimmed through the article, nodding thoughtfully. “Oh, TiVaDi… that name sounds familiar. I think I’ve heard about them before.”

Lugh’s curiosity piqued. “Really? Where, Mom?”

She paused for a moment before realization struck. “Ah! Now I remember—at my office! All of our computers, CPUs, eye retina lock gates, and basically every high-tech mechanism we use are imported from TiVaDi Company.”

Lugh’s eyes widened with admiration. “That’s so cool! I had no idea.”

Seraphina chuckled, shaking her head. “Relax, honey. It’s not that cool. And since when did you start showing interest in technology?”

Lugh smirked, shrugging playfully. “Just now—after reading this article.”

Seraphina let out a soft laugh, ruffling his hair affectionately. “Well, good for you, my love. Alright, I should get back to work now.”

Before she could stand, Lugh reached out, his expression turning serious. “Mom, wait… I need to ask you something.”

Seraphina immediately turned back, concern flickering in her eyes. “Of course, honey. What is it?”

Lugh hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath before speaking. “When I read about TiVaDi’s success in medical technology—how they’ve successfully transplanted mechanical parts into people’s bodies—I thought… I want my left hand back. I don’t want to live the rest of my life feeling incomplete, Mom.” His voice cracked slightly, his emotions spilling over. “I know I’m not a burden to you, but if I spend my whole life like this, I’ll always feel like I’m missing something—something that’s connected to your happiness. I just… I want to feel whole again.”

Seraphina’s heart clenched as she listened to his words. Without hesitation, she pulled him into a tight, protective embrace, tears brimming in her eyes. “My baby, don’t ever say that again. You are not a burden to me—you never were, and you never will be. Do you hear me?” Her voice trembled, filled with unwavering love.

Lugh held onto her, feeling the warmth and comfort only a mother could give. “Then… will you let me do this, Mom?” he whispered.

Seraphina pulled back slightly, cupping his face in her hands. “If this is what you truly want, then I’ll do everything I can to make it happen. But first, let me talk to Chloe. Her friend Claire is the sister of Evangeline (the owner of TiVaDi). Maybe she can help us.”

Lugh’s heart swelled with gratitude. “Thank you, Mom. I’ll wait. I just… I want you to be happy again. I want to see you smile like before.”

Seraphina wiped her tears and smiled, determination shining in her eyes. “Don’t worry, my love. Leave everything to Mommy. I’ll make sure you get the life you deserve.”

For a long moment, Seraphina and Lugh remained in each other’s embrace, neither wanting to let go. In that silent warmth, they both understood just how much this decision meant—not just for Lugh, but for both of them. It wasn’t just about a new hand; it was about hope, freedom, and a future without limitations.

That evening, as the golden hues of sunset filled the sky, Seraphina sat down with Chloe, her heart heavy yet determined. She took a deep breath before speaking.

“Chloe, I need your help,” she said, her voice laced with urgency. “Lugh wants to undergo the TiVaDi mechanical transplant. He wants his left hand back. And as much as I want to support him, I… I’m scared.”

Chloe reached for Seraphina’s hand, squeezing it gently. “Sera, take a deep breath. I can see how much this means to both of you, and I promise—you don’t have to do this alone.”



Seraphina’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears. “I just want what’s best for him. He thinks this will help him feel whole again. And if that’s true, I want to make it happen. But I don’t know where to start.”

Chloe smiled reassuringly. “Then leave that part to me. Claire is close to her sister Evangeline—she’ll get us through the doors of TiVaDi. I’ll speak to her and arrange everything. You just focus on being there for Lugh.”

Seraphina let out a shaky breath, relief washing over her. “Thank you, Chloe. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Chloe smirked playfully. “You’d probably drive yourself crazy worrying. But don’t. I’ve got this.”

Seraphina chuckled softly, wiping the corner of her eyes. “Yeah… you’re right.”

Chloe’s expression softened. “Sera, Lugh is going to be okay. And so are you.”

Seraphina nodded, her heart a little lighter. As she walked back to Lugh’s room, she carried with her a renewed sense of hope—knowing that, very soon, her son’s world was about to change for the better.

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