The hope

Bella pondered over his words, letting them sink in. Perhaps returning to work would inject some vitality into her hollow existence. Maybe it would trigger the return of her lost memories. And if it didn't, at least she could carve out new ones.

"Okay," she said with newfound determination. "I'll start working."

A satisfied smile tugged at the corners of Alan's lips. "That's the spirit. I'll have Philip make all the arrangements."

Bella nodded and went back to her room.

Selena, however, remained still, watching her daughter disappear into the room. A deep-seated worry flickered in her eyes. She turned to Alan. "Are you sure this is the right choice?" she asked, her hesitation clear. "She has only just come home. Is it really necessary for her to start working so soon?"