Chapter 63

I don't know how long I've been in this place. What I do know is that my eyes are treated to an incredibly beautiful sight. A garden surrounded by fragrant flowers. I remember that the scent of flowers used to make me feel nauseous. Not this time. Everything makes me feel comfortable, including the atmosphere.

There, I sit on one of the wooden benches. Next to me, a chubby-cheeked little boy sits while munching on popcorn. He says it's made by his dad and that I can have as much as I want. I chuckle at his innocence. The girl next to him is so pretty. I fell in love with her the moment she looked at me. In the depth of her eyes, I felt neither strange nor lonely, unlike how I've been feeling lately.

She said seriously, "Mama, I'm going to be your number one best friend."

When she said that, I blinked. She called me Mama. What does that mean? Is she my child? I reach out my hand, wanting to touch her cheek. But she refuses, saying,