Amora’s POV
The corners of my mouth curled into a wide smile as I dreamed of seeing my parents. It had been so long since they’d visited. I hugged them tightly, as if I wouldn’t let them leave again.
“Don’t go… I still miss you,” I said as they chose to keep walking away.
“Why are you leaving? I still need you!” I shouted again. I kept trying to pull their hands, refusing to let them leave me behind.
“Amora is strong… Amora is Mom and Dad’s strong daughter. You have to live happily, okay, sweetie?” Dad said.
I sobbed, but they still left, leaving me all alone. My body collapsed, and I immediately hugged myself tightly—just like back then when they left me all alone.
I was still sobbing, but I woke up instantly when I felt a very hard blow to my hand.
My eyes widened when I saw Alvar
