“Alora honey!.” Zemia whispered, his hands fell on her shoulders gently.
Alora jumped in fear. She held her chest and shook her head. “Yea?!.” She replied with a weak voice.
“Maybe we should leave the gift unwrapping!.” Zemia suggested, he squatted down beside her. He held her close. Alora buried her face in the croke or Zemias neck.
“I loved her!!. I never wanted her to get hurt!!, I was willing to hurt myself as long as she was happy!!.” Alora cried. Tears came running down her cheek like a waterfall. Zemia sat beside her and pulled her, he moved her fast as though she was an infant with no weight, he sat her on his lap and he spoke words of encouragement he was definitely better than Aiden in this aspect and probably many others.
Alora held on tight to Zemia. She was shivering for
