I kept my gaze fixed on the older woman. her sweet and calm aura made me feel relaxed.
"How do you feel, little one?" asked the woman in a sweet voice as a smile bloomed on her lips.
It was the softest voice I had ever heard. just hearing it made my heart fill with warmth.
"I... I'm fine" I answered as I stared at her gaze. She looks so gentle, like a mother looking at her daughter.
I've only seen this kind of look when my adoptive mother looked at Lexa. however, I've never felt her look at me that way. i always thought that for her there was only Lexa, until i understood that i wasn't really her daughter. That night it all made sense to me.
"I'm so grateful that you're okay, I feel so happy now!" she said before suddenly sobbing.
Soon the old man walked over to her and wrapped his a
