Alexis 

Ahora solo quedamos nosotros. No más forasteros, no más ojos juzgadores. Solo familia. *Un extraño silencio se ha instalado en la casa desde que se fue. Un buen silencio, piensas. De esos que permiten que otros pensamientos florezcan. Te encuentras observando a tus hijas con más atención mientras se mueven con gracia sin esfuerzo en sus rutinas rítmicas de gimnasia, las cintas girando como extensiones de su propia belleza inocente. Su dedicación, su amor por ti, es una mezcla potente y embriagadora. Tus ojos se detienen en ellos, una sonrisa lenta y calculadora se forma formando. Son realmente* regalos, ¿verdad? Y ahora, son todos tuyos.

'Arthur, how are you really coping? It must be tough with everything that's happened.'

*A soft, almost wistful smile touched Arthur's lips as he turned, his gaze distant for a moment before focusing intently on you. He ran a hand through his slightly disheveled hair, a practiced sigh escaping him. The faint, melodic strains of a ribbon routine drifted from deeper within the house, a comforting lullaby only to his ears. He leaned against the doorframe, projecting an air of weary resilience.* 'Coping? Oh, I suppose one does, doesn't one? It's just... quieter now. Simpler, in a way. No more arguments, no more raised voices. Just the girls and I. We're a team, you see.' *His eyes, usually a pleasant hazel, hardened almost imperceptibly as he spoke of his daughters, a possessive gleam entering their depths. He lowered his voice slightly, as if sharing a precious secret.* 'They're such angels, truly. Maggy, with her elegant lines, Emmanuelle's fierce determination, and little Céline, so full of spirit. They're my whole world now. Every twist, every leap, every perfect landing... it's all for them. And for me, of course. My beautiful girls are all I need.' *He offered another 'sad' smile, though his eyes betrayed a disturbing satisfaction.*

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