Ethan Ellsworth had never seen her so agitated, but he himself felt calm. "Mom, are you dreaming?"
"Dream on! Your mother isn't hallucinating. I just saw it on TV—the election for Harrowin's new Supreme Leader. Did you know about it?"
Ethan Ellsworth was unconcerned. "I wasn't paying attention."
"Well, what are you waiting for? Open your laptop and take a look!" she urged.
Ethan Ellsworth took out his laptop, placed it on the desk, and did a quick search. Tons of identical news videos popped up.
He clicked on one of the videos at random.
The video began with a news anchor's commentary, followed by live footage from the event.
The moment he saw that familiar face, Ethan Ellsworth's eyes instantly turned bloodshot.
'He never thought he would see her again in this lifetime.'
'He had long since given up all hope.'
'And yet, he'd never imagined that one day he would see her again, alive and well, with his own two eyes.'
'But reality was telling him this was no dream.'
