She placed two roses in small vases, adding a touch of color.

While reading on the sofa, Elissa could glance up and enjoy the sight of the fresh roses, their bright blooms enhancing her mood.

Around 1@ in the morning, she set her book aside, thinking it was time for a break.

Then, unexpectedly, there was a knock at the door.

Curious, as few knew of their new address, she wondered if Raphael had forgotten something.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Peering through the peephole, she was surprised to see her mother, Marcia, looking distressed and disheveled.

Despite their strained last meeting, Elissa opened the door, her voice filled with concern, “Mom, what’s wrong? What happened?”

shivering, soaked

had rained the previous

to turn on the water heater and offered Marcia a

hesitated, rooted to

feeling a knot of unease, tucked her hair behind her ear and reassured her gently, “I know this place is

make do for

Marcia

Elissa was content here, despite the simplicity of the space, which was scarcely larger than a bathroom in their family

Marcia had showered and

soup that filled the room

“Did you

I’m not

Raphael made it.”

and then quietly sipped the

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