Daniela sat in the small living room of her family house , the space that once brought her comfort now feeling unbearably suffocating. Her fingers twisted the hem of her cardigan, a nervous habit she had since childhood. Across from her,her parents sat on the old floral couch, their eyes fixed on her with mounting curiosity. Her father, Robert, leaned forward , his elbows resting on his knees as his eyes narrowed with suspicion. “ You've been quiet since you walked in, Daniela”,he said in a quiet and low tone. “ What's on your mind Daniela?” Daniela opened her mouth to respond but the words caught in her throat.How could she explain what had transpired without remembering the pain Alexander caused her. She drew in a shaky breath, trying to answer her Dad's question.“ It's about Alexander”, She finally said , her voice soft but clear.The name fell like a prohibition in the room. Her mother, Magaret, stiffened, her hand clutching around the cross around
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