Tears welled in Amelia's eyes, falling silently onto her daughter's hair. With trembling hands, she caressed Anaís's back, feeling every breath, every beat of her tiny heart. It was as if time had stopped, allowing them to make up for some of the countless hugs she hadn't been able to give her during all those years.

Anaís pulled back slightly, her bright eyes fixed on her mother's face. With delicate fingers, she touched Amelia's damp cheeks, wiping away her tears. Then, with precise movements