Tears are all over me. And this time, I'm not crying because someone had died again or the realization of being miserable struck on my nerves once more.
I'm so happy for what I've heard.
They want me to become their part. They want me to be their daughter.
And right now, I just can't help not to cry for too much joy.
"Riley? Are you crying?" I heard Justin's voice just behind my back.
I looked at him, without at least, wiping my tears away. "Why?" he added, looks so much worried.
Words doesn't come out from my mouth. Sobs do.
"Riley?" Mrs. Madelline asked.
I came to look at her, again without wiping my tears continuously dripping from my eyes. I saw how worried she is more than Justin. Sir Magno stands behind her, shocked as well, as they all see me in that condition.
"Did you heard?" she continued her query.
Slowly, I nodded. I kept crying, and no matter how I tried to stop them from falling, I can't help it. I'm too much happy. And tears describe how I feels.
"Heard wha-what? Mom? Dad? What's happening?" Justin confused look switches from his parents and mine.
Instead of answering, Mrs. Madelline just bowed her head. I heard Sir Magno deep breathing. He went to Justin who impatiently seeking for any answers to his questions. "Let's go out, Justin. I need to talk to you."
"But..."
"Your Mom and Riley need a talk. Let's give them that. Come."
Despite of confusions, he went to his Dad. They slowly traveled the short meter of kitchen.
Minutes had passed and the ambiance of the place became awkward. The only sounds dominating the whole are just wind, the water from the sink, and our unending breaths.
"Riley..."
I didn't let her finish. I hug her tightly. "You don't know how happy I am. Thank you!" I manage to say in each sobs I made.
Finally, I felt her release. "Can you be, Riley?"
She made me face her.
"Can I be your Mom?"
She stared at me as she waits for my answer. I stared at her, as much as I can. But all I can see is a blurry face.
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New Home
General FictionHOME - the best place you could ever be; the place you can call yours. What if it's new? Was it still right to call it home?
