Clara rushed forward and wrapped her arms around her sister.
They held each other tightly while crying open tears of relief.
Passersby watched the emotional reunion in front of the station.
Lily stood beside them watching her mother cry with joy.
Lily: Mom, is this lady really my aunt?
Alina: Yes, Lily, she is my sister Clara.
Clara: I never stopped missing you for a single day.
Alina: I felt like half of my life was missing inside.
They sat down together on a wooden bench near the stall.
Alina explained how she built a simple life selling goods.
She had named her daughter Lily after their grandmother's flower garden.
Clara shared news about their family and their mother's quiet passing.
Alina: I wish I could have seen Mom one last time.
Clara: She loved you until her very last breath, Alina.
Clara: She knew deep in her heart that you were somewhere safe.
Alina held Clara's hand firmly and squeezed it with warmth.
Alina: I always thought I was completely alone in the world.
Clara: You are not alone anymore, and you never will be.
Lily sat between them eating a sweet red apple happily.
Lily: Does this mean we get to visit your house now?
Clara: You are coming home with me today, both of you.
Clara helped Alina pack up the small bakery display cart.
There was so much lost time that they needed to rebuild.
They left the train station together as a reunited family.