Valentina

A night spent in my father's company stretches into days, and I find immense joy in every moment. Despite my deep affection for this place, my mother's absence is keenly felt. A proud daughter moment unfolded when he introduced me as his daughter to the entire staff during a meeting. The sense of acknowledgement and familial connection in that public declaration gave me butterflies.

On the other hand, James has become a reassuring presence over the phone, especially on days when my father's frailty confines him to his room. I sense a growing comfort in my interactions with James.

These passing days weigh on me, serving as a poignant reminder of my father's limited time on this earth due to the relentless grip of cancer—a cruel affliction I wouldn't wish upon even my worst enemy.

After a tour of my father’s extensive residence, I must emphasize the sheer enormity of the home. The studio and a courtyard stood out prominently. The courtyard, in particular, boasts a striking feature—an aq