Through raw, honest conversations and therapy, Mara slowly begins to heal, accepting that grief doesn’t follow a timeline. Over time, the family finds moments of joy again—laughter with Ivy, dancing while making pancakes, and soft moments of remembrance for Elara. A year later,

Ivy hands her father a paper she wrote for school, saying she wants to be like her mother: kind, strong, and a nurse. Mara, now finding strength in her healing, smiles, knowing they’re finally moving forward together. Grief still lingers, but love and memory keep their daughter, Elara, alive in their hearts.