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?”

quietly, “I’m

a surge of

and entrusted

herself in an unfamiliar environment, a

some comforting words to Laura, Mark requested that she pass the phone

parents learn that Laura was having trouble

they would

good night, a sense of

a family’s warmth since childhood and now couldn’t often see Mark, who gave

the phone, feeling

he knew that Cecilia

his cigarette and returned to

enough, Cecilia was

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