Eleanore wakes up the next day with a new memory of her mother. They were playing house in her playroom, with dolls that resembled their family. Her mother, father, her brother and herself were not the only ones in that house. It also contained a few of her close maids.
Little Eleanore played with that dollhouse, along with her mother, who could barely find any time for her children. Yet always tried hard to not miss her bonding time with her children.
Just as her imagination was turning wild and she was about to turn herself into a superhuman, her father entered her playroom.
He lovingly picked up his little princess and raised her high in the sky helping her fly in the air, under his supportive hands. It was a very heartfelt moment and Eleanore could feel her heart throbbing in pain from those vivid memories.
Marina opened up the curtains of the room, letting in the sun rays. She had returned to work and today was supposed to be her first day until Eleanore forfeited it.
