"No one has ever stayed with me like this before..."
The deep, resonant toll of a bell drifted in from outside the window, accompanied by the cool evening breeze carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees, gently spreading throughout every corner of the bedroom.
Amalia held Livia tightly, as if she had grasped the most unique treasure in the world. Her eyes slightly lifted, and her voice was softer than ever before.
"Sister, I wish I could have met you sooner."
Amalia paused, her blue eyes shimmering like rippling water.
"Turns out... this feeling is so much better than I imagined..."
Since childhood, she had lived a precarious life by her mother's side, mechanically staring at the mirror every day, doing small chores like cleaning the room.
Sometimes she didn't even have enough to eat, let alone receive any care or love from the person called her mother.
