Rina stood in front of the small mirror in Beatrice’s living room. The reflection that stared back at her looked tired but determined. Her hair, still long and dark, had lost some of its shine, and her face was thinner than before, but her eyes carried a calm strength. The twins were asleep in the corner, their tiny breaths soft and steady. Beatrice sat beside them, knitting, but her gaze often moved to Rina, her expression full of quiet concern.“Beatrice,” Rina said softly, still staring into the mirror, “I think it’s time I go out there and find a job.”Beatrice looked up, frowning. “You’ve been working enough. Child, you only gave birth a few weeks ago. Your body is still weak. You need rest, not stress.”Rina turned, a small smile on her face. “I’ve rested enough. I feel strong now. I can’t keep depending on you and the little my menial errands bring in. You’ve done more than enough for me and the babies. I need to take care of us.”Beatrice
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