“Kristal?” Maurice’s distraught voice sounded.

Kristal who was still locked in the embrace of her dad froze. After gaining herself for a brief moment, she turned to face the source of the voice.

“M...mother??” she asked as soon as she did. Maurice was standing on the pavement. She looked extremely pale than how she originally was. Or so she thought. Because as soon as she looked back and forth between her dad and Maurice, she looked healthy.

“huh?”

Maurice walked up to her and embraced her. “my dear girl! How have you been? I’m sorry and haven’t really been at home with you lately. I’ve been busy with work.” She...