On returning home after her escort, Aims glided through the hall, calling. "Mum...! Mum..! " Her voice echoed as she sauntered through the corridor towards her mother's room.

"I'm here.... in the kitchen". Solidad answered which instinctively veered the former's attention towards the kitchen~ Her brows furrowed and face contorted with displeasure.

" But, mum.....you should be resting now. I can do these things before going to school". She glowered as she neared Solidad, who was by now, gazing at her.

" Don't worry, dear...I'm much better than before" She smiled, gently pressing the former's cheeks. Aims sighed, her face dead without any smile with worry boldly engraved on her...