Pearl approached the table and noticed an unlocked diary sitting on it. She picked it up and began to read.

The elegant handwriting belonged to her mother, detailing her battle with illness. As Pearl read on, she could sense the weakening of her mother's words, reflecting her declining health.

But what struck Pearl the most were the recurring expressions of longing for her, written at the end of nearly every page.

[Pearl, my daughter. I miss and love you.]

up in Pearl's eyes as she traced the words on the page. But

you without telling you, but I did it for

very much, Pearl. As a mother, deciding what's best for you has been the hardest yet the right choice. I chose to let go in exchange for your freedom. I'll always watch over you, even if we can't see each other again. Time is something I have very little of, and Hugo is the only

out for her and treat her well. After I'm gone, I trust you to care for her as if she were your own sister. Finally, I hope you always stay true to yourself, never letting anyone dictate your path or bowing down for the sake of others. Pearl, my dear daughter, I

her grief. She felt the weight of her mother's

He had cherished memories of her kindness during his childhood. Though saddened, he knew he couldn't console Pearl in the way he

breakdown. Quietly, he

worried about me." Pearl, amidst her tears, chuckled softly. "Tell me, am I too weak?" she questioned suddenly. "If I

pondered her words, finding them reasonable. "Perhaps,

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