MELANIA…..“Mel, why don’t you go on a vacation? Just for a while, to refresh your mind.” I was sitting in the garden, my fingers wrapped around a warm cup of chamomile tea, inhaling its faint, calming fragrance as the afternoon breeze brushed softly against my skin. The garden was quiet and peaceful, too peaceful for the chaos swirling inside my chest.Mamma joined me moments later, settling into the chair beside mine. My maid silently poured her a cup of tea and stepped away. Mamma held the porcelain cup in her hands, but she didn’t take a sip. Instead, her eyes stayed fixed on me, studying my face as if she were searching for the daughter she used to know.“It’s been weeks since you came back home,” she said gently. “But look at you… you’re not the Melania I raised.” Her voice wavered just a little. “That cheerful, lively girl she’s lost somewhere, and it breaks my heart to see you like this.” I lowered my gaze to the tea in my hands, watching the steam rise and disappear into
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