Evelyn could no longer hold back her emotions. She leaned forward, resting her forehead on Martha's shoulder.
"I know… I understand what you're saying. Thank you, Aunt Martha."
Martha wrapped her arms around her, holding her close like a mother would. Her warmth and acceptance were exactly what Evelyn needed, the one thing she feared losing when she confessed the truth.
And yet, deep down, Evelyn knew this was only the beginning. Martha's support was a blessing, but the storm outside these walls, Axel's world, and the shadow of her past still loomed, ready to swallow her whole.
For now, though, she allows herself the rare luxury of peace. Just a moment, sitting with the only person who had never judged her, who loved Oliver as if he were her own.
Martha stroked Evelyn's hair gently and whispered, "Eve, remember what I always told you... No matter what, you and Oliver will never be alone. You have me."
