“Rosa, is it true that you are my daughter?" she whispered, overcome with emotion.

Rosalynn, too, was flooded with feelings. She longed to acknowledge Gail as her mother, yet hesitated, opting instead to gently dab away Gail's tears.

Brian, witnessing this tender moment, encouraged, "Honey, why not call her mom?"

Gail's eyes, brimming with hope, echoed his sentiment.

"Yes, call me mom!"

With a soft, tentative voice, Rosalynn complied, "Mom."

At that word, Gail's tears broke free. She had yearned for this moment for over two decades.

Embracing Rosalynn, she wept.

"My dear, you've endured so much."

Tears sprang to Rosalynn's eyes as she nestled into Gail, inhaling the familiar, comforting scent of motherhood. A smile, mingled with her tears, graced her face. At last, she belonged to a family.

"Is she my big sister?"

Kyson, standing befuddled in the room, watched the tearful reunion.

Lyndon, with a hint of mirth, nudged him, "Kyson, it's time to show some respect to your older sister!"

A puzzled Kyson responded, "This is all news to me."

The revelation was as shocking to him as it was inconceivable.

His gaze shifted to Selina, filled with a tumult of emotions.

He had always regarded Selina as his sister and Beal as an uncle.

Now, he grappled with the bitter truth of Beal's betrayal against their family.

Selina's complexion blanched at the sight of their family reunion.

Overwhelmed by panic, she swiftly departed.