She knew the younger woman needed this moment.
The academy.
The confrontation.
The police station.
The shocking revelations about her mother.
Everything had happened within a single day.
It was enough to crush anyone.
Several minutes passed before Daniella finally spoke.
"I don't want to leave."
Her voice was barely louder than a whisper.
Camilla smiled knowingly.
"Most people don't."
Daniella laughed softly.
"I finally understand why."
She slowly walked toward the edge of the cliff, resting both hands against the glass safety railing as she admired the ocean stretching endlessly before her.
"It feels..."
She searched for the right words.
"...safe."
Camilla's expression softened.
"That's exactly why I bought this place."
Daniella turned to look at her curiously.
"When life becomes too noisy..."
Camilla glanced toward the sea.
"...I come here."
"No business meetings."
"No family politics."
"No bodyguards following me every second."
"No expectations."
