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,

of sympathy for the

had given birth to Laura and entrusted her care to

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

she pass the phone to

that Laura

that they would take

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

of a family’s warmth since childhood and now couldn’t often see

hung up the phone, feeling a surge

that Cecilia

cigarette and returned

enough, Cecilia

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