My instinct made me run so fast to get out of my son’s room and face the visitor. My heart beat steadily fast as I stared at the woman whose back was facing me. I traveled down my gaze to the little girl that was holding her hand tightly.
“Xylia!” Her voice slightly echoed when she shouted.
Xylia, who just came inside the house, stared widely at the visitor she had been waiting for. She smiled widely and placed the cake on the cold tiled floor, just to give her friend a hug.
“Daddy...”
I felt my son’s small and warm hand grabbing my hand that made me look at him because it calmed my hysterical heart from beating so fast. He stared at me like I was some kind of disassembled robot that he was trying to build.
I smiled and heaved. “Sorry... I left you upstairs,” I apologized.
Lumabi nam
