'Fly high with your broken wings.' The line told by numerous people, but what if those people were responsible for your broken fly? "Mama, look look, what I found! A caterpillar!" A little girl came rushing towards her mother. The mother turned around, her once saddened face was replaced with love and adoration. "Wow, really baby?" The girl aggressively nodded, her toothy grin melting her mother's heart. "Can I show it to papa and big brothers?" Her mother immediately shook her head in a no and replied, "Some other time, hopefully. Papa is not here. He is in his office, working." Her smiley face dropped into a small pout, "you always tell me the same story. Does he not want to see me?" she asked, slightly tilting her head. "No means no Ilaria. When I tell you do to something you do it without any question." The mother silenced her up and went away leaving Ilaria in the dark abandoned storeroom with her lonely caterpillar. "I wish, you loved me like you mean it, papa."Ilaria's
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