It was as if Dem got herself promoted to heaven. The lullaby's of sadness turned to the happiness' harmony. The rhythm of loneliness transformed onto a pitch of fondness. The hole in her heart was being stitched with affection once again.

They made love with their daughter's presence. Although it may sound rude, but they can't control the bursting feeling inside their hearts. As if it was caged a long time ago and just being released earlier.

" Hmm... " Dem slowly opened her eyes and found out that she was lying in bed with just a comforter on. She moved her head and noticed that Angelica is still sleeping...