CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

Amelia’s imaginative diversion caused her mother to chuckle. “OK! Let’s go make your favourite dish together,” she said, guiding the way to the kitchen. As they stood together, chopping vegetables and stirring pots on the stove, a breath of calmness flowed over Amelia. Amid everything that seemed unclear, her mother’s

love was the only sure thing, a reminder of her family’s support

Upon finishing the cooking, they went and sat at the table to eat. For a moment, the familiar taste of the dish made me recall happy memories, family get-togethers, and celebrations.

They talked and laughed together, and she felt the weight of the world go off her shoulders. Together with her mother at her side, Amelia could sense again the flame of hope inside her heart.

Perhaps, with Stephan things wouldn’t be easy and they will have to bear tough conversations and hard choices. However, in that instant, engulfed by love and acceptance, Amelia understood that she could deal with whatever darkness