A moment later, Ana approached.

Her embrace was different.

Softer. Longer. Comforting.

When she spoke, her voice was low, almost too tender for that moment.

“I hope you find happiness...” she whispered. “Real happiness. With your true love.”

As she pulled away, Ana cupped Laura’s face in her hands for a moment, smiling with genuine warmth.

“You’re already like a daughter to us, Laura.”

A small, grateful smile appeared on Laura’s lips.

But the storm still lingered in her eyes.

Laura turned to Ma