Alora looked up at him and then smiled. “My mom used to buy me presents and hide them around the house for me to find and when I did I would gather them on her bed and she would watch me open them one after the other!.” Alora explained with sad eyes.

Zemia sat beside her and wiped the tears off her eyes before it could drop. “Why don’t we do everything you and your mom did together?!, we could make it a tradition?!.”

Alora looked up at him, she smiled and hugged him tight. “Thank you!.” Alora said and tears followed.

“Please don’t cry!.” Zemia said. He tapped Aloras...