"Sof, always take care of yourself, alright?" Beatrice said earnestly, her eyes soft yet resolute. "I won't be able to visit you as often anymore. I've made a decision—I'm going to make Father proud. I've decided to resign from Adam's company and dedicate myself fully to ours." She lifted her chin proudly, though her smile trembled at the edges.
Sofia blinked, guilt tugging at her heart. She had never wanted to take anything away from Beatrice—least of all her place in the family legacy. "Bea..." she whispered, reaching for her sister's hand. "I know you'll be great at your job. You've always been smarter and stronger than you give yourself credit for. As for me... I'll settle into being a housewife and mother. That's enough for me. More than enough."
