As Ingrid turned her head away, she felt the weight of unshed tears pressing against her eyelids. The falling snow seemed to mirror her tumultuous emotions.
Their maids stood nearby, their eyes downcast in a show of respect for their mistresses' private moment. The air was heavy with the weight of unspoken words and unresolved emotions, yet amidst the silence, there was a glimmer of understanding between the two women.
After what felt like an eternity, the tension began to ease, and the tightness in their chests slowly began to dissipate. With a shared understanding, Ingrid and Liliana finally pulled away from each other, their eyes meeting in a silent exchange of forgiveness and acceptance.
