As Danisa watched, Aunt Rose's shoulders continued to tremble, her body language betraying the emotions she was trying to keep hidden. It was a small crack in her armor, but it was enough to give Danisa a sense of hope.
Suddenly, Aunt Rose's head whipped around, her eyes locking onto Danisa's face with a fierce intensity. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the air thick with tension.
Then, in a flash of recognition, Aunt Rose's expression changed. Her eyes softened, her face relaxing into a look of gentle surprise. It was as if she had suddenly remembered something, or someone.
Danisa's heart skipped a beat as he saw the transformation take place. He felt a surge of excitement, mixed with a little fear. What was happening? Was Aunt Rose finally starting to come back to him?
Aunt Rose took a step forward, her eyes never leaving Danisa's face. Her voice was low and husky, barely above a whisper. "Danisa?" she said, her tone uncertain. "Is that you?"
Danisa's heart soared as he heard the doubt in her voice. It was a small step, but it was a start. He nodded eagerly, his eyes shining with tears. "Yes, Aunt Rose," he said, his voice trembling with emotion. "It's me."