Chapter 53

Mrs. Amélia entered the room with soft steps, her heart heavy. Jussara was there, lying down, her expression calm and serene, as if at peace. Amélia approached the bed, and upon seeing the young woman, her eyes filled with tears.

Carefully, she took Jussara’s hand and held it gently, feeling the softness of her daughter-in-law’s skin. She couldn’t hold back her sobs, but her words came out softly, almost as a whisper.

"You are like a daughter to me," she said, her voice choked with e