Adrien nodded, his gaze distant as he glanced around the garden. "Every day," he admitted. "She was the heart of this place, and without her, it often feels empty. But being here, it brings back memories. Good ones."
Alicia felt a pang of empathy, her own memories of her mother surfacing. She stepped closer to him, her hand resting lightly on his arm. "Thank you for sharing this with me," she said, her voice filled with sincerity. "It's a beautiful place, and I can see why it meant so much to her. And to you."