The spring rain fell gently on the estate windows as Celeste stood in the kitchen, stirring a pot of soup for the family. The air smelled of fresh herbs and warm bread. "Sofia, you look so tired," she said softly as her daughter walked in with the baby on her hip. Sofia sighed and sat down at the big wooden table. "Mom, the custody hearings are getting worse. He wants the kids every weekend now and is using our family story against me in court. I don't know how much more I can take."Nico entered the room slowly, his steps careful after his latest health adjustment. He placed a hand on Celeste's shoulder. "We're here for you, Sofia. All of us." Eli followed, carrying a stack of business folders. "And the company is facing its own mess. Three more managers quit last week. They said the public pressure is too much. We're losing good people, and the numbers are dropping fast."Celeste served the soup and sat down with them. The grandchildren played in the next room, their laughter mixing
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