Chapter 150: Finding her mother

Anya felt a lump form in her throat. Her relationship with Wendy had been just like she had thought she would with her own mother.   “Thank you, Wendy,” Anya replied, her voice barely above a whisper.   Wendy reached into her clutch, withdrawing a small velvet box. “I have something for you,” she said, opening the box to reveal a delicate gold bracelet adorned with intricate filigree work and tiny pearls. “This has been in our family for generations. My mother gave it to me on my wedding day, and now I want you to have it.”   Anya’s eyes widened; she felt overwhelmed. “Wendy, I… I don’t know what to say.”   The older woman’s eyes glistened with unshed tears as she fastened the bracelet around Anya’s wrist. “You don’t have to say anything, my dear. You’ve brought such joy into Daniel’s life, into all our lives. This is my way of welcoming you into the family, truly and completely. Besides, if you react this way, how will you react to the properties Ray and Michael have prepared