To make amendment

The call had dropped before she reached for her mobile.

Yvonne sat on the edge of her bed, now staring blankly at the message from her father. The sudden request to return to the family estate after nearly five years gnawed at her. Her father had banished her for defying his wishes, for daring to live a life outside of the path he had carved out for her. And now, out of nowhere, they wanted to reconnect? It didn’t make sense. Her phone buzzed again, breaking her trance. Her mother was calling.

With a reluctant sigh, Yvonne answered, holding the phone up to her ear.

"Yvonne, sweetheart, did you get your father’s message?" her mother asked, her voice brimming with a strange enthusiasm.

"I saw it," Yvonne replied tersely, keeping her emotions in check.

Her mother took a deep breath, as if preparing for a speech. "This is such a wonderful opportunity to make amends, don’t you think? To fix things between you and your father? We've all made mistakes, but now is the time to come together as