Magnus walked determinedly into Eda's office and closed the door behind him, his heart pounding with the intensity with which he loved his companion. He watched as Eda sat down in the chair, her expression reflecting a mixture of uncertainty and resentment, as he sat opposite her.

"My son, how are you? I've missed you. Since I left, there hasn't been a day when I haven't stopped thinking about you," Magnus whispered, trying to break the ice with a dose of nostalgia.

"Mateo is fine, but he misses his father." Eda, with her icy gaze, replied without hesitation.

Magnus felt the need to unravel the tangle of emotions that surrounded them, but searched his mind for the right words that refused to come out. He took a deep breath and said.

"Eda, I'm here because I love you. I haven't abandoned you as you think. I've also had my own battles in the company. I understand that there was a struggle here, but there was also a struggle in my world. I think you're being unfair by closing yourself of