Diana's heart swelled, her joy uncontainable as tears streamed down her cheeks. She reached for Vivi, pulling her daughter into a tight, fervent embrace, their bodies pressing together, Diana's full breasts squishing against Vivi's smaller ones in a warm, almost overwhelming closeness.
"You did it, Vivi." She whispered, her voice thick with emotion, breaking with pride. "You finally did it. After all these years, you stood, you walked!"
"I'm so happy, my love, just as happy as the day you took your first steps as a baby."
"I'm so proud of you—proud of having such a strong, incredible daughter who's fought against every odd, who's not just survived but thrived, no matter what life threw at you."
Vivi's eyes glistened, her own tears spilling over as she clung to her mother, her arms wrapping tightly around her.
