"Ummmmm ….. the best sleep I have heard in my twenty-three years!" Zara yawned with a smile as she stretched her arms after waking up a while ago.
It was a good morning for her. She had not only slept well but got to live to see her birthday. What more gifts could she ask for?
However, her stretching came to a halt suddenly as she spotted her teary mother standing by the door. She wasn't alone, but behind her, there was a group of people she had not seen in a very long time.
"Are we ….. are we holding the banquet in my room?" Zara, who failed to understand what was happening, found herself asking that question as her hands got lowered.
Upon hearing that, Lena, who had been holding herself back, lost it completely.
Zara watched with horror as her mother ran towards her and, before she knew it, she was in her mother's arms. Was she really that happy for her like that?