The meeting with the Morris family created a small but profound shift inside Sophie. For years, she had been wary of defining her identity through the lens of Harbor Ridge. She hated that her trust fund noted the money was for "psychological services arising from wrongful embryo transfer". She wanted to be a human being, not a case file. But meeting Elaine and David made Sophie realize she wasn't the sole victim of these industrialized errors. A few days later, Sophie called David. They didn't talk about clinics or embryos. They talked about caring for aging parents, about their children, about everyday life. Sophie’s empathy didn't come from the therapy sessions she had attended. It came from a deep understanding that sometimes, the best way to overcome a ghost is to invite it to sit down for a cup of tea. "You know, Dad," Sophie said to me while helping prune the rosebushes on the front porch, "meeting the Morris family feels like finding the final puzzle piece of a picture I always tried to hide. It doesn't make the picture prettier, but at least it makes it complete." "And what does Caroline think about this?" I asked. "Caroline asked Elaine for permission to add a new chapter to her bioethics essay. The ethics of administrative consequences and forgotten files. Elaine agreed." Sophie smiled. All wounds eventually find a different form to exist in—no longer as bleeding cuts, but as lessons passed down.