Chapter 22

• Thalassa sat on the couch in her bedroom, flipping through pictures of an old, wrinkled woman, her face adorned with a beautiful laughter and warm, welcoming eyes. Some of the photos were of the two of them together, capturing moments of shared joy and laughter.
• She was so absorbed in the memories that she didn't notice Luisa's presence until she placed a hand on her shoulder.
• “You really miss her, don't you?” Luisa asked softly.