Sevag’s pov
After almost 4 years, I could see the Mediterranean, oh God, how beautiful.
Lebanon was the most beautiful country in my eyes, it is small, a point on the wold’s map, but my whole huge world. I loved Lebanon, and now I was back.
The plane landed, and I put my feet in the ground, I felt like, I absorbed power, like I was a seed in the soil right now, and Lebanon gave me all the power I needed. It was like my father’s soils giving that power, his breath. I felt I wasn’t an orphan anymore, I had a father, and I knew who he was.
When we first landed, we didn’t go directly to our new house, everyone left except my mother, Hovig, mrs Garine and I. We went to the cemetery to pay a visit to my father’s grave.
It was huge and it was made of white marble stone, his face
