Ayanna's office wasn't much like Cedric's. Where Cedric's was plain and barely held any personal items, Ayanna's was filled with photos of her, her friends, and her family.
On her desk was a framed copy of her wedding photo with both her parents, Ray's parents, as well as Cedric and his small family.
Cedric smiled as he looked at the photo, it was a memory of a much simpler time. Back then their mother was still alive and the only thing stressing Cedric out was the syndicate.
How he wished that he could turn back time and bring those more peaceful days back, how he wished he could bring his mother back to life and tell her how much he loved her.
He didn't really have much time with his mom when he was older, he was either away with his poverty training or he was busy with work. Cedric couldn't help but feel regret whenever he thought about how he couldn't protect her. How she was so painfully and suddenly taken away from them.