C812 Chapter 812

“This is your home. If things have been suffocating out there—if you haven’t been doing well—then come back…”

It was only one sentence, but it tore down the hard walls Moh Yao had built.

In the beginning, she’d longed for the warmth of home, too. After everything she’d been through, she’d almost forgotten what family was—what a home was even supposed to feel like