Especially now, Mateo was becoming more and more independent. Clara, deep down, was a delicate woman who desired Mateo to be like a mountain, providing her with a sense of security. Mateo was advancing step by step, and she couldn't retreat. Whether it was crossing the hurdle or falling off the cliff, she would stand side by side with Mateo.
Clara actively responded to Mateo's movements, gently kissing his face, eyes, nose, and mouth. It was the first time she kissed so seriously, and she wasn't sure why she was doing it. Perhaps it was the fear of loss, or maybe she wanted to express her love for Mateo. She wasn't good at expressing her emotions, relying more on silent actions like cooking delicious meals, tidying up the house, and sewing clothes. That was the kind of person she was—actions spoke louder than words.
She wanted Mateo to know that she loved him.