Peter had spent his life accustomed to solitude, embracing cold independence. However, from the moment he met Tania, he could not imagine being apart from her. Leaving her was never an option. Nancy frowned. "So, you're here to ask me to bring Tania back?"

As a daughter raised in the Naylor family, Nancy was sharp and perceptive. She did not miss much.

Peter nodded. "It's been three years. I've been searching for Tania all this while, but she won't see me. Even with all the connections I've used, I haven't been able to find her. You're her mother. Surely, you..." "Have you ever considered that maybe Tania doesn't want to be found?" Nancy's voice was calm but piercing.

Peter's hand trembled slightly, and a flicker of discomfort crossed his gaze.

This man, who had always carried himself with pride and certainty, now faced a dilemma for which he had no answer to and no clear path forward.

Throughout his 30-plus years, Peter had always lived with the belief that he could achieve anything through effort. Failure or rejection had never seemed real.

"Let it go, Peter. If you've managed without Tania for three years. It shows

how long it takes. There's no one else for me. Even if I can't have her, I'll still wait." His

resent someone who had hurt their child. In the

and said respectfully, "If you truly don't know where Tania is, I won't bother you further. I'll

"Why must it be Tania? You have a bright future ahead

I've been waiting for her for this long, and I'll wait until I can't anymore." Peter's voice was soft but unwavering no one else.

clenched her hands as

sound of boiling water adding a touch of warmth to the

lifted the lid of the kettle, gazing at the bubbling water. It was a long while

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