AMELIA “Amelia!” I turned around to see Mom with wide eyes, staring at me. “Mom!” We met halfway, and I hugged her tightly. Her fresh scent flooded my senses, reminding me of how much I missed her. She didn’t even age a bit. She looked the same as the last time I saw her, aside from cutting her blond hair short. “Honey. Oh, thank Goddess. I miss you, honey.” We pulled apart, and I wiped the tears on her cheeks. “I missed you, too, and I’m fine, Mom.” “I know you are, honey. Where have you been? You only left us one letter, and we couldn’t find you anywhere.” “She didn’t want to be found. I told you, sweetheart,” said my dad, grinning at us. “Dad!” I threw myself at him just like old times, and he spun me around, chuckling. “You put some weight on, honey.” “You mean, I’m fat now, Dad?” He smiled as he put me down to hug me tight. “You colored your hair.” “Nope. It’s natural.” Who would believe me, though? Especially my parents who raised me since I was six months old. His b
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