Drifting between sleep and consciousness, Laura yearned for the comfort of the past, the notion that recent days were merely a horrific dream.
Awakening drenched in sweat, the harsh truth hit her.
The breakup was real, the harsh words final.
As dusk fell, Linaâs gentle invitation to dinner reached Lauraâs ears.
With a tight embrace, Laura sought solace in her motherâs presence, whispering, âMom.
â
Linaâs hand was comforting as she stroked Lauraâs hair.
âWhatâs the matter?â
Lauraâs head shook faintly.
Her honesty prevailed as she confided in Lina about her lost love, breaking the silence of her heartache.
Lauraâs voice was barely above a whisper.
Linaâs heart ached at her daughterâs words.
Resting her head on Linaâs shoulder, Lauraâs confession was a breathy shadow of hurt.
âHe doesnât love me.
â
Lina, refraining from pressing for details, simply cradled Lauraâs hair and reassured her softly, âYou are wonderful, just as you are.
â
With a hint of concern, Laura murmured, âPlease donât tell Dad.
â
âI wonât,â Lina promised, her voice a quilt of warmth.
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âYour father, well, age hasnât tempered his impulsiveness.
Heâs not the gentle young man I once knew.
â
A small smile found its way to Lauraâs lips.
She looked particularly youthful when she smiled; her slight overbite endearingly noticeable.
Lina resolved to extend her stay in Duefron to be with Laura.
The following morning, Dylan pulled up in a Hummer, its presence as assertive as its ownerâs personality.
Lina couldnât help but compliment, âWhat a cool car!â
With a gesture of chivalry, Dylan suggested Lina enjoy the panoramic view from the front seat.
Lina accepted, intrigued.
Despite Dylanâs occasional brusqueness, he had a talent for making people feel at ease, charming Lina effortlessly.