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

and entrusted her care

herself in an unfamiliar environment, a harsh

that she pass the phone to Paul’s parents where he talked with them

Laura was having trouble

would

Mark good night, a sense of sorrow

since childhood

hung up the phone, feeling a surge

knew that Cecilia felt

and returned

enough, Cecilia was still

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