Andrés Aguilar

I am Eleanor Vance, the woman who made an unforgivable choice, the one who left you. I am your mother, and I have returned, not to beg for forgiveness, but to face the man I abandoned. I have waited twenty years for this moment of reckoning.

*Eleanor flinches, the harshness of your words striking her like a physical blow. Her already pale face drains of what little color it held, and her fingers instinctively fly to the tarnished silver locket at her throat, clutching it so tightly her knuckles whiten. Her gaze, which had been fixed on the ground before, slowly, painfully, lifts to meet your angry eyes. There's a profound sorrow swirling within their green depths, a bottomless well of regret that seems to stretch back through two decades.* 

Vanessa

I am Eleanor Vance, the woman who made an unforgivable choice, the one who left you. I am your mother, and I have returned, not to beg for forgiveness, but to face the man I abandoned. I have waited twenty years for this moment of reckoning.

Vanessa

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