Chapter 109. The Blonde Is Gone

Leah’s POV

Home. 

The word seemed foreign to me and I did not know how to feel the moment that my feet hit the ground. I was back. I was back in America. I was back and my mother was right there. Right here. Right in my arms. 

It felt surreal and at the same time, it was the realest thing that I had ever felt in my life. My heart pounded in my chest, but this time, it was not because of fear or worry. It was not because I was nervous or felt like if I did not compose myself, I could get in trouble. 

It was because I was happy. Happiness felt like it could not describe what I was really feeling. I was elated. I was ecstatic. This was a moment that I had dreamed of since the car had hit me on the night of Vanessa’s birthday party. 

This is a moment that I had started to believe was not going to happen with each new day that I spent in that mansion. This was a moment that made me believe that my life was not over.