Rachel's gaze settled on Dylan, knowing full well that the older woman was just as capable of bold and unconventional actions as her mother or even better. With a meaningful look, she thinks about Dylan's question.
Taking a deep breath, Rachel's tone was tinged with a hint of resignation as she began. "I was disappointed at first."
"But?" Dylan's brow furrowed slightly.
"I'm not being kicked out, just told to reflect. There will be a better stage for me to shine on during the next world tour." Rachel's expression softened as she explained.
A serene smile graced her features as she continued. "This time, I want to support Harper in her achievements. I want to be there for her—four months, five, or six. I have that much time to make up for the two years we lost." Rachel said as she took Harper's hand in hers.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!