— Mommy, I found you… please, don’t leave… — Sonia whispered through her sobs.
— I’m here, my dear… for you, I still have the strength to live, — her mother whispered, her voice barely a whisper.
At that moment, the door to the room suddenly opened. Natalia. With a frown on her face, hands on her hips.
— What does this mean?! Who let you in?!
But before Sonia could rise, her mother opened her eyes and, with a strength that no one had seen in days, said clearly:
— You have no right to keep her away from me. You are nobody. And if you want to act like a mother, start by learning what love means.
Natalia was left speechless. For the first time, she had no response. And Sonia, holding her mother’s hand in hers, knew she had gained something more than just a visit: she had gained a true farewell.
Three days later, her mother passed away, with a smile on her lips, holding the little girl’s hand in hers.
And even though Sonia’s heart was shattered, in that hand she felt the warmth of a promise: that she would never be truly alone.
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