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I'm going back to Mexico tomorrow, and that's pretty exciting news. But what's interesting is that I'm not entirely sure why I feel this way. Lately, it seems like I don't find joy in much except spending time with my daughter. Whenever I'm feeling low or disheartened, all it takes is cradling her in my arms, and miraculously, my spirits are instantaneously lifted.
With the crystal-clear glass I held in my hand, I twirled it absentmindedly, all the while stealing glances at the balcony. It usually remains locked, a measure I've put in place to prevent Rose, my daughter, from venturing onto it when no one's around.
My reverie was abruptly disrupted by Rose's nanny, who respectfully called out to me, "Ma'am, Mr. Seth is here to see you."
Taking a deep, contemplative breath, I ra
