"Don't worry, I've got this," Thalassa said, straining to help her pull up the zipper, which was proving to be quite the challenge.

"Have you been indulging a bit too much lately?" Thalassa asked as she gave it her all.

The zipper got stuck halfway up her back, refusing to budge any further.

Clearly, Hertha had put on a bit of weight.

"Ah, well, I might have let myself go a bit after marrying Alaric," Hertha admitted sheepishly.

"It's alright, it still fits," Thalassa reassured her, gripping the fabric on either side of the zipper and with a final yank, the zipper slid into place. "There we go."

"Phew, finally done. Glad it still fits," Hertha sighed in relief, her anxiety melting away.

"Mom, Hertha, what's taking you guys so long?" a youthful voice called from outside the door.

as her third daughter Elowen's voice. Her nerves sparked to life as she quickly pulled the door open. The moment the door swung open, she saw

already reaching five feet, while the girls weren't far behind at

were her four

it!" Thalassa exclaimed with tears brimming in her eyes, calling out each of their names and rushing forward to embrace

grown so much,

all the strength of her love, wishing she could pour all of

her children, and the longer

should be happy, no tears," Elowen consoled her as she was embraced, noticing her mother's eyes glistening. Her tender voice

had grown up, not just holding back her own tears

visit you more often," Sophia added, comforting her as

up, understanding their mother's love for them, just as they loved her in return. During their three years at

they learned to bury those feelings, focusing on their studies

looked at her children growing up, becoming more understanding, feeling both proud and heartache.

Let's

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