"Ohh!! Wow!! Look at my flat nose!!" Rhehan chuckled pointing at his nose.
He flipped the next page of the album to check out the next picture. It was Elizabeth standing near a flower pot, her hands on her stomach and she appeared to be laughing. "That's almost eight months! You were kicking and Aunty Lilly captured a picture."
"How cute is the picture! I love it!" Rhehan looked at the photo, smiling widely. He had always wondered why he was an orphan? Did his parents leave him or they did not love him. But now he was happy to see how excited his mother was, to have him. Though she did tell him how happy she was, but seing it with his own eyes gave him a sense of satisfaction and happiness.
The last picture was of the three ladies. Elizabeth was standing, while Lillian had bent down on her knees, her ears on Elizabeth's belly. Lillian's mother too had kneeled down, her hand on Elizabeth's pregnant belly.
"Who is this lady?" Rhehan pointed his finger towards Lillian's mother.
