The words were spoken in a low voice,which caused Clara's body to tremble.

For countless days and nights,she had heard this sentence in her dreams...

Clara's eyes widened and she lowered her head to look at Mila.Just as she was about to observe her appearance,Yalia took a flustered step forward and held Mila's hand."Mommy is here.Mila,Mommy is holding you..."

Clara's movements were frozen again,and she was shocked.

What was she thinking about?Mila's mother was Yalia,not her.

However,Mila fainted.In a daze,she seemed to have recognized Clara.Her small hands clutched tightly onto the hem of Clara's clothes,not letting go,as if afraid that Clara would leave.

A sharp light glinted in Yalia's eyes...