The door closed behind her. The rest collapsed: bills, debts, Lina’s disappearance, the seized apartment.

In Montbrun, Nora was healing. On the terrace of the family home, she rocked her daughter, watching the light glide over the hills. Her mother said softly:

— “Life always sets things right. You’ve gained love. He has only learned a lesson.”

Nora kissed her baby. For the first time in a long while, she finally felt free.