That night, Lila organized the folders on the living room table, awaiting Miles’s return. When he arrived, he took in the documents with growing horror, realizing the magnitude of what had been done in Aria’s name. His guilt overwhelmed him. “I thought I was helping her,” he whispered, tears streaking his face. He paced, shouting in frustration, yet Eli remained quiet, clutching the rubber duck as though understanding more than words could convey. The following day, Lila began compiling evidence, contacting lawyers and journalists, determined to ensure that what happened to Aria would not go unpunished.
Meanwhile, Aria’s awareness of the change in the household grew. The energy was different. People moved with purpose, doors opened frequently, and voices sounded warmer. Eli kept her informed in ways she could understand, sharing little details of the ongoing effort. But above all, he continued bringing toys, books, and small objects, always including the rubber duck, and always creating games that encouraged her to respond. Slowly, Aria’s world expanded beyond the confines of her past isolation.