Tears were a magical thing. They could be held back, but there will be no control over them once they begin to fall.

Eudora held Juju in her arms, tears streaming down her cheeks.

At this moment, the sadness, grievance and tiredness she had been experiencing turned into tears that flowed down her cheeks.

Juju pursed their lips tightly into a straight line and looked eerily similar to Amos. Her behavior was the same as her father's.

She was motionless as Eudora held her in her arms and continued to cry.

The people who had been urging Eudora for favours exchanged glances with each other when they witnessed this.

"No,...