Lhalhaine woke up early to help her mother prepare their breakfast, and since the whole family joined in for the fiesta, here they were in the kitchen getting ready to serve what they had cooked. It was just simple food, but she closed her eyes and smiled.
"The scent of the mountain air is truly unique, so fresh and free of pollution; that's why I really love it here," she murmured with her eyes closed.
"I agree with you, my angel," whispered the voice she knew all too well.
He also wrapped his arms around her waist, her eyes widening. She looked up at the man who was smiling at her.
"What are you doing? Where is Mom?” she asked softly, with a hint of anxiety. She was about to take his hand that was tied to her, and the man even buried his face in her neck.
"I just miss you; you left
