Her presence, like a sinister breeze, silenced the room, with an intense gaze, she locked eyes with a particular individual beyond Candace, Eryl, and Agharita as if drawn by an invisible force.
"... Malia," Candace whispered.
With a gaze filled with intensity, the woman's countenance was drenched in a torrent of tears. She strode forward with resolute strides, brushing past the trio of ladies, her heart propelling her towards Dora with an unstoppable force.
"W-wait..." The dean desperately reached out for her, but the woman had already made her way to her son.
she lunged towards him, causing Solaria to topple and crash to the ground, the plates and bowls tumbled onto the soft bed, their contents scattering.
With a grip that defied reason, she held him tightly, her screams piercing the air, a desperate plea from the depths of her soul.
