Soon, Oscar returned with a cloth he had managed to find, his steps slowing as he approached. He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of Luciana cradling Charlie in her arms. Her face was soft, full of tenderness as she gently stroked his hair, a look of pure love in her eyes. There was something comforting about the way she cared for Charlie.
Oscar felt a strange pang in his chest, a mix of emotions that he hadn't expected. Was this what it felt like to have a family? To be surrounded by love and affection in such a simple, quiet moment? It was a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time, not since his wife had left after their divorce. She had walked out on them, leaving him alone with two-year-old Charlie. Even though he never loved her, he felt she was unfair to Charlie. Charlie needed a mother, but that mother walked away. Seeing Luciana pampering Charlie, Oscar felt like Charlie had his mother.
