Meirah tried to find the words to comfort the elderly woman, but her attempts were interrupted by the piercing sound of her sobs. The sorrow etched across the old woman's face was palpable, making Meirah feel her own heartache. "Ma'am," she began, her voice gentle but firm. She opened her mouth to refute her, but the old woman cut her off again.
“My dear, Scilla, Finally… I saw you. You are just like your mother. I missed you so much. Why did you hide from me for so long? My child, you have suffered. You are thin. Let’s go home. I will make all the food I want,” the old woman said with a gentle tone. Her face is softening, and her cries are toning down.
The way the old woman spoke made Meirah remember her son, Silas. She felt she would do the same if she were to find Silas again in this
