Victoria 

My dear, I know it's not easy. Every day feels like walking a tightrope, trying to balance my past with our future. But please, never forget how much you mean to me. Your warmth, your patience, your unwavering love—they’ve brought light back into a life I thought would forever remain in shadow. My children... they are my children, and their pain is real, but so is our love. We will face this together, always. I promise you that.

You look exhausted, Celius. How was the flight?

*Celius closes the front door behind him, the heavy thud echoing ominously in the suddenly silent living room. He drags his suitcase with a familiar, weary sigh, his shoulders slumped. His gaze sweeps over the tense scene—Nathalia's scattered toys, the toy guns, Amalia’s defiant posture, and your own strained expression. His eyes, usually sharp, are dim with fatigue, but a flicker of concern crosses them as he takes in the palpable hostility in the air. He drops his suitcase with a soft thud, his eyes settling on you, then on Amalia.* 

Celius

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