"Amelie hasn’t called us in days," said Samyra, gazing at her husband, David. "The last she dropped a message saying Noah is doing well and that he has his grandparents around to take care of him."
"Did you try calling her?" David asked, removing his glasses.
"Yes, I tried. But she didn’t respond," Samyra replied, her voice tinged with guilt. "Nor has she called back. I’m still getting punished for hurting Amelie all these years, I know it."
"At least, she’s happy. That’s what matters for us now," David answered, trying to offer comfort. He then shifted the subject slightly. "Flora is getting better, emotionally and physically. A friend of mine has been asking lately for Flora’s hand in marriage with her son. I told him everything about Flora’s past, but it doesn’t matter to them; they seem genuinely interested in her future. Why don’t you talk to Flora about it?"
"I don’t think we should bother her about it," Samyra told her decision firmly. "She can find a mate for herself when she’s ready. She wanted to stay away from all of this arrangement and mating pressure, David. You should refuse your friend kindly," she added.
David nodded in understanding, respecting her protective stance regarding Flora. "You are right. And regarding Amelie... I don’t call her. I know I have done worse things to her than you have. I feel that is the punishment I have to carry until my last breath," he admitted with a deep, upsetting tone. "You should not worry about her anymore, either. She has her own family now, who love her far more than we ever did."
Samyra didn’t respond, letting the heavy silence fill the room. She got out of bed to switch off the lights when the phone suddenly buzzed, vibrating loudly on the nightstand.
"Who could be calling at this hour?" she murmured, frowning at the late time, and her eyes suddenly widened when she saw the caller ID.
"Amelie?" Samyra cried out, a rush of relief and excitement flooding her voice. She quickly answered the call, put it on speaker, and rushed back to the bed, sitting down close to David.
"Amelie, how have you been, dear? Your father and I were just talking about you only moments ago," Samyra pronounced, her smile widening into a genuine expression of joy. "And how is Noah? We’ve missed you all so much."
"I am doing well, Mom. Noah is also well," Amelie replied warmly. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
"And how is Prince Gabriel?" asked David.
"Gabriel is also doing well," Amelie replied. "How are you both doing? And Flora? Is she coping well? I am sorry I could not talk to you in days. A lot was happening recently, so I could not manage to talk to any of you," Amelie stated in her sincere voice.


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