Estella traced the wording within the ring while crying. Her excellent scientific son, Neil, had followed in his late father’s footsteps. Estella supported his work, but received a devastating call: “Your son… he’s no longer with us.”
Estella’s life descended into grief, and she saw no reason to live. Years passed, and she was still overwhelmed by sorrow, unable to find consolation. Ten years later, she met two little boys in the market. They resembled Neil and shared his distinctive birthmark.
Estella was intrigued and treated the guys to hot chocolate and buns, eventually discovering their names were Jordan and Tim. When their mother arrived, Estella recognized her as Emily, whom she had met years before. Emily said that she had been dating Neil and was pregnant when he passed away.
Emily battled alone and ended herself on the streets with her twins. Estella knew they were her grandsons. “You should’ve walked up to me, hugged me, and told me you’re the mother of Neil’s children,” Estella exclaimed, embracing Emily and the boys.
Estella gave Emily the ring Neil had gifted her, symbolizing acceptance and family. “You and your children are coming home with me,” she said, finding new purpose in providing a loving home for them. Estella now understood why God had kept her alive.
