Lina, refraining from pressing for details, simply cradled Laura's hair and reassured her softly, "You are wonderful, just as you are."

With a hint of concern, Laura murmured, "Please don't tell Dad."

“I won't," Lina promised, her voice a quilt of warmth.

"Your father, well, age hasn't tempered his impulsiveness. He's not the gentle young man I once knew."

A small smile found its way to Laura's lips.

She looked particularly youthful when she smiled; her slight overbite endearingly noticeable.

Lina resolved to extend her stay in Duefron to be with Laura.

The following morning, Dylan pulled up in a Hummer, its presence as assertive as its owner's personality.

Lina couldn't help but compliment, "What a cool car!"

With a gesture of chivalry, Dylan suggested Lina enjoy the panoramic view from the front seat.

Lina accepted, intrigued.

Despite Dylan's occasional brusqueness, he had a talent for making people feel at ease, charming Lina effortlessly.

Lunch was at the Regent Hotel, chosen by Dylan for its famed roast goose.

He unbuckled his seatbelt with a smile.

"Nothing beats the flavor of their roast goose fresh from the kitchen. You're in for a treat."

Lina's spirits lifted; she hoped the outing would provide Laura some much-needed respite.

The hotel's restaurant gleamed with opulence, its glass and crystal chandeliers casting prismatic light.

It was bustling, but Dylan's foresight ensured they had a reservation.

Laura trailed behind, the soft hues of her dress complementing her braided black hair, a style that subtly accentuated the delicacy of her features.

A hush fell over Dylan's previously animated tour of the restaurant's highlights.