Mark grasped his phone, which remained on silent, its screen flashing incessantly.

Instead of immediately answering, he glanced towards the study’s door, through which Cecilia had disappeared.

A lump formed in Mark’s throat.

He then pressed the answer button and Laura’s voice came through.

The young girl sounded a bit uneasy.

Mark lit a cigarette and held it delicately between his fingers.

He asked softly, “It’s late.

Why aren’t you asleep?”

replied quietly,

surge of sympathy for the

birth to Laura and entrusted her care

found herself in an unfamiliar environment, a harsh situation for a

to Laura, Mark requested that she pass the phone to

parents learn that Laura was

assured Mark that they would

Laura bid Mark good night, a sense of sorrow weighed heavily

warmth since childhood and now couldn’t often see Mark, who gave her

up the phone, feeling

that Cecilia felt

extinguished his cigarette and returned to the

enough, Cecilia was still

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