choice of a duty. its hard because of many things. Mayara looked at Celina and the big mansion. Celina was occupied reading her book.
Mayara gazed at Celina, her thoughts swirling with the weight of their responsibilities as Halley heirs. Her sister sat nearby, engrossed in a book, unaware of the turmoil brewing within Mayara's mind. As she pondered the investigations they were conducting, Mayara couldn't shake the feeling of being torn between her duty to her family and her relentless pursuit of the truth.
The Halley name carried with it a legacy of power and privilege, but it also came with expectations and obligations that weighed heavily on Mayara's shoulders. She knew that delving too deep into the secrets of their family's past could unravel delicate alliances and disrupt the care
