Aimee’s POV
“Thank you,” I utter to our driver. He helps us with our luggage and carries them inside. Amler is sleeping in my arms. His chin is resting on my shoulder while his arms are hanging down. He was so active during the flight and end up draining his energy. I roam my eyes in the whole house. The morning sun casts arrow lights in our house, making it bright and refreshing in the eyes. A small smile flashes in my lips as I reminisce the good and bad days I spent here.
‘Finally, I’m home.’
“Darling!” My eyes drop in the direction of the voice. My mom, wearing her beige kamison dress welcomes us. Beside him is my dad. We are meeting almost 5 times every year yet seeing them right now feels like I haven’t seen them forever. My dad aged a lot. He has now a cane and his hair turn gra
