Chapter 94

[1750 A.C.]Loren's POV

Abbadon’s eyes shone as she looked at the daffodils and I couldn’t help but smile when I finished singing.

"You sing very well, young master, that’s probably why they grow so beautiful" she said "the young master really looks like his mother, sings divinely."

My face became hot with that comparison - not because it was the first time, after all since Abbadon came up and became the one who takes care of me, it was common for her to talk more about my mom..., but because whenever I was compared to her, I felt happy.

So happy that my chest seemed about to explode.

"I wish I had heard her sing..." I muttered looking at the daffodils.

I’d never have the courage to say that before, but... it was okay to be selfish and if it was Abbadon you were talking to, I knew Dad probably wouldn’t know.

"She was singing to you" Abbadon said and it caught me by surprise.

"Would you sing?"

She smiled, a sincere smile - like Asr