Chapter 83: Parent's Love

After a few days had passed since our son Athro had been saved from Samantha's hands, I could finally feel a sense of relief seeping into my weary bones. The constant fear that had gripped my heart for weeks began to dissipate, replaced by a cautious hope that things might finally be returning to some semblance of normality.

The scars of the ordeal were still etched deep within my soul, reminders of the danger that had threatened to tear our family apart. But as the days stretched on and Athro slowly began to heal, I found myself able to breathe a little easier, my anxiety gradually subsiding.

It was during one of those quiet evenings that Mother Tanna and I found ourselves sitting by the fireside, sipping on steaming cups of tea. The crackling of the flames offered a gentle soundtrack as we delved into a conversation that would touch the core of what it meant to be a mother.

"Mother Tanna, I couldn't help but wonder... why is a mother's love so powerful? It's like a force of nature,