"Rhea, I think our daughter might be in trouble again," Norman remarked as the two strolled through the vast garden that surrounded their estate in the early morning light.
"I asked Venus if she was feeling well, but she hasn't been very responsive," Rhea replied, a note of concern in her voice. "Do you think she might need a change of scenery? Perhaps we should take her somewhere new."
Norman sighed, his expression thoughtful. "I believe she's feeling lonely, dear."
"That could very well be the case," Rhea agreed, her worry deepening. "Most of her friends are married and settling into their lives. Just yesterday, I heard from one of her friend's mothers that their daughter is expecting. I can't help but think we could have made a more informed decision when arranging Venus's marriage. So much has happened since then, and it feels like Venus has been losing herself little by little."
