Why was she crying? And, what did she mean by she’s happy to see me again? We haven’t met yet before, have we? I don’t remember meeting her, not even when she and Martin were making a video call. Martin would always do it either outside or in the kitchen.
I’m speechless, and I don’t know how to react. I’m confused.
“Darling, you are making Nas uncomfortable and sad with all your crying.” Martin must’ve noticed my confusion. He was pulling her gently from me.
“I—I’m sorry, my dear. I’m just happy.” She continued to cry, but she was trying to suppress it now.
“Hi, Minerva. Please don’t cry. I’m so happy to finally meet you too. The day has finally come. Everyone is telling me stories about you. They told me how good of a person you are. And, I’ve been dying to meet you too. But have we
