From that day, things began to shift.
Marina didn’t just clean—she sat with Leo, brought him cookies, and kept him company. She never pushed, never pitied.
One day, she offered him a cookie. He took a bite.
“Do you know how to play Uno?” he asked.
“I’m terrible at it,” she laughed.
“Then I’ll teach you,” he said, smiling faintly—for the first time in two years.
