Lavender turned to Dahlia. For a moment, she was stunned. She didn’t just see the healer; she felt her. Thoughts swirled in Dahlia’s mind, and Lavender could hear them as clearly as spoken words.
She’s done it. She’s truly embraced her destiny.
A gasp escaped Lavender’s lips. She could read minds now and see into the hearts of others. The intimacy of it was startling, yet it felt right, as if this was always meant to be part of her. Tears welled in her eyes, not from sorrow but pure joy.
“I did it,” she whispered. “I’m free.”
Dahlia stepped forward, pulling her into a warm embrace. “You’re a newborn healer,” she said, rubbing her niece's back. "I know you will do great things with this gift."
Lavender tightly held onto her, allowing the tears to flow freely. For the first time in years, she felt whole, unbroken, and ready to step into the life she was always meant to live. But as the embrace ended, she looked down at her hands, trembling slightly, and felt the weight of her new reality settle over her. This was a rebirth, yes, but it was also the beginning of a new battle.