Forcing his memories back, Ascian walked out of the room. As he walked out, he saw Ahren and Mirela. She was carrying him while feeding but her face was not as good as before. He could feel it, as a mother she cannot let anything happen to her son and she was just totally different from his mother.
She loved Ahren as if he was his life, the things she endured just to go to her son was something his mother couldn’t even think. Even if his mother was in the same situation as Mirela, she would never come to him.
He sighed and shook his mother’s annoying pictures away from his head and walked towards Mirela. Wrapping his arm around her waist he playfully pulled her to him. She was angry with him and that made him so f*****g happy.
She even slapped him, Ascian chuckled with that thou
