human
Emilia:  Those eyes could only shed tears; they could not see Emilia’s face. She didn’t realize Emilia was at her side. No matter how much she touched her, no matter how much she held her, nothing was getting through. To her mother, Fortuna, who was crying and begging for forgiveness like a little child, Emilia—
gpt
Emilia:  "—Mom, I forgive you."
human
Emilia:  "Mom has…Mom has always taken care of me… You loved me, every bit as much as Father and Mother…"
gpt
Emilia:  "So there’s nothing to be sorry for. There isn’t. Emilia has always, always…always loved you so much, Mom. I love you so much. I love you, I love you… I love you…!" Her emotions were falling apart. Her voice lost all composure, and the teardrops she could no longer hold back fell onto Fortuna’s face one after another. If teardrops truly carried the power of life, there was no doubt Emilia’s tears brought about a miracle.
human
Fortuna:  “…Mom?”
gpt
Fortuna:  “Lia.” A slowly rising hand touched Emilia’s cheek. A hand that shouldn’t have been able to move felt Emilia’s cheek, stroked her ear, tickled her hair. She gently caressed Emilia like she was touching something unimaginably valuable, something impossibly fragile. But above all, she touched lovingly. Lovingly. Lovingly.
human
Fortuna:  “Such a crybaby.”
gpt
Fortuna:  “I really love yo…” Her strength drained away. Her arm made a soft sound as it fell. In her lap, Emilia felt the body of Fortuna, who had reached up to stroke her face, grow lighter still. Even though her whole body losing energy should have made her heavier, Fortuna became tangibly lighter in Emilia’s arms—something that must never come out had left. Fortuna was no longer there… Even Emilia understood that.
human
Emilia:  Emilia says as her mother, Fortuna, was gone.