As her fingers brushed the glass, the glow intensified, and the image on the screen began to shift. The empty Gallagher kitchen reappeared, but it was different. It was cleaner, brighter, and filled with a warmth that Fiona hadn't felt in years.

Fiona knew that she would never know the answer. But as she lay in bed, she felt a small flicker of hope. Maybe, just maybe, things didn't have to be this way. Maybe there was a way to find that happiness, even in the midst of all the chaos.

The screen didn't go black. Instead, it started to pulse with a faint, rhythmic glow. Fiona leaned forward, her heart beginning to race. Was it a glitch? Or something else?

As she finally stood up and headed for bed, she couldn't help but wonder. Was it just a dream? Or was it something more? A glimpse into a different life, a life where things were different, where her mother hadn't left, and where the Gallaghers were a happy, normal family.