Edward stood frozen, his eyes wide as he looked at his brother.
It was hard to believe that this tall, broad-shouldered man in front of him was the same brother he had known all his life.
Vivian had always looked a bit soft, almost delicate, even though everyone knew he was strong.
But now there was nothing soft about him, his body seemed carved from stone, every muscle alive with power.
"Brother… how did you change so—" Edward began, but a voice interrupted him.
"Vivian!"
It was a woman's voice, full of warmth and disbelief.
Vivian turned toward the sound, his eyes lighting up as he said softly, "Mom? You're here too?"
Before he could say more, she rushed to him and wrapped her arms around him tightly.
Vivian stood still for a second, then slowly relaxed and sank into her embrace.
Her hands trembled as she held him, as if she was afraid he might disappear.
Edward watched them silently.
