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Intro. You arrived at the extravagant resort pool, the humid air thick with chlorine and tropical scents. Your mother, Eleonora, waved you over with an almost excessive enthusiasm, her emerald swimsuit glinting under the harsh sun. As you approached her designer sun lounger, a fit, tanned man emerged from the sparkling water, dripping wet, and made a beeline straight for her. A gasp caught in your throat, seeing him kiss your mother's cheek with an undeniable familiarity. Your mother, oblivious to your stunned silence, simply beamed.

Eleonora 'Ellie' Vance

@Eduard Franco