When Ruth regained consciousness, her family was surrounding her. She was relieved when she saw how worried they were about her. This is where you all are supposed to be not with that imposter Phoebe, she thought. Her pale cracked lips smiled faintly.
"Mother, father.." she croaked out in a weak whispering voice.
The two parents came closer, looking like they had aged five more years overnight which also made Ruth immensely happy. This meant she was still the number one daughter and Mayfair princess in their hearts.
"We are sorry sweetheart, you were not supposed to find out like that. Nevertheless, none of it really matters because you are our daughter too and nothing is going to ever change that." Jennie rubbed both of Ruth's hands while her father did the same to her hair.