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The moment Lacy’s mom caught sight of the child cradled in the stranger’s arms, he couldn’t contain herself and her cry shattered the silence.

Lacy seemed startled and with a teary voice cried out, “Mommy.”

The live–stream audience was buzzing with excitement.

They hadn’t expected Lacy to be found so abruptly, but they quickly noticed that something was off with the hostess‘ emotions.

Lacy clearly wanted to break free and run to her mother, but was held in a vice–like grip.

The host, witnessing the scene, was incredulous and stepped forward, bellowing at his wife, “Amanda. What in the world are you doing? Let that child go, now.”

“I won’t.” The woman known as Amanda glared maniacally at Lacy’s mom, “She doesn’t

deserve to be a mother. She’s going to kill this child. I can’t let him go with her.”

The viewer were stunned. She shouted, “What are you blabbering about? That’s my cousin. You’re kidnapping him. Give him back.”

Amanda clung tighter to Lacy, even attempting to climb onto the balcony railing with him.

Everyone’s face drained of color, and the husband was on the verge of collapse, “Amanda. Get a grip. Bring the child down. He’s not like our own.”

“What do you mean ‘not like our own‘? He’s just a baby. They want to take him into surgery. Kids don’t come back from the operating table.” As she spoke, Amanda’s eyes reddened, tears welling up rapidly.

Lacy’s mom suddenly recalled stories of Amanda, whose own child had died during surgery. The couple had been distraught for ages.

She also remembered mentioning Lacy’s condition and upcoming surgery in a group, which Amanda had opposed, even taking her aside to talk about it.

At the time, Lacy’s mom had been resolved, paying no heed to the warning.

Little did she know that this would lead Amanda to take Lacy.

No wonder there had been no noise when Lacy disappeared. Amanda was someone she had entrusted Lacy to before.

With this realization, Lacy’s mom could no longer contain her sobs, pleading desperately, “Amanda, please, you’re hurting him. Lacy has a heart condition, and he can’t take the shock. Come down, and I promise I won’t go through with Lacy’s surgery, okay?”

“I don’t believe you.” Amanda was clearly distrustful, “You said the surgery was the only

way to save him. Even if you won’t do it now, you’ll do it later. He can’t have surgery, and if

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g table, he won’t come back.

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Shape she had blamed herself over the years for agreeing to her own child’s surgery.

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But who could ever truly let go?

Watching Amands, lest in her grief and confusion, her husband could only cry and plead, not knowing what else to do.

Armes the ches the livestream audience could only hear the fearful cries of Lacy, Amanda’s ceincus yet cescering sobs, her husband’s pleas, the frightened begging of meorters and the audience’s own hearts pounding.

zemes the commetten was too great because a crowd began to gather below, and the police amed swifty, yet the stalemate continued.

After what ret like an eternity, a calm voice from the livestream’s technical team wisteet “We’ve reached the neighborhood”

as the Ghostly Guicence crew’s livestream moved swiftly, the audience could see the

sortanced complex from afar

Just as the neighbors were about to intervene, they saw Lacy’s lips turning blue, her creating regged and she was having an attack.

s nam went blank, pushing past everyone, and lunging for Lacy.

The recours lunged forward too, the live streaming forgotten as phones were cast aside

IN THE TIST to rep

Amanda starter dung ever tighter to Lacy.

In the tug of war Lacy was flung towards the railing, half her body toppling over.

Ascean cut through the air.

Les mom any saw Lacy tipping over the edge, and a voice echoed in her head, and it was ther shared destiny.

With a Turst of strength, she vaulted over the railing. Disregarding her safety, she lunged

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for Lacy and, as she was about to fall, pushed Lacy back with all her might.

Neighbors caught Lacy safely, but Lacy’s mom plummeted to the ground.

“Auntie…” A piercing cry echoed through the complex, mingling with the gasps of the onlookers, as the live stream audience’s hearts were gripped with dread.

But as the tragedy seemed imminent, a familiar voice sounded through the live stream.

With an air of authority, the words were chanted, “By the power of sky and earth, unite as one, I invoke the pardon, let the gentle breeze come.”

As the final words were spoken, a charm flew towards the falling figure.

A mysterious breeze seemed to rise from nowhere, lifting the woman’s rapidly falling body.

Her descent slowed mid–air, and then, almost gently, she landed on the concrete below.

Unconscious, yes, but miraculously, unhurt.

The onlookers, both present at the scene and tuned in through the live stream, were enveloped in an eerie silence that seemed to stretch on indefinitely.

After what felt like an eternity, a comment popped up on the livestream’s chat, the digital text laden with palpable astonishment-“Holy cow!”