Roxellena’s POV“Come in,” a familiar voice called as I knocked on the cracked wooden door.I stepped inside hesitantly. The old woman sat in a worn grandfather chair, her eyes lighting up the moment she saw me.“Look who is here,” she said softly, gesturing for me to sit on the chair opposite her. “You’ve grown so big… so beautiful.”Her voice cracked. Tears welled up in her eyes and spilled down her wrinkled cheeks before she could stop them.“What is it, Madame?” I asked, . “Did something happen?”She shook her head and wiped her face with a faded handkerchief. “Nothing really. Just… memories.”For a moment, silence settled between us. Then she pointed toward the side of the room. “The box on that carton…bring it to me, please.”I fetched the dusty box and held it out to her, but she gently pushed it back toward me.“It’s yours, child.”“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have somewhere to go.” She stood up slowly, leaning on her walking stick, and headed outside. I followed closely behin
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