"Now, now, dear. You are a wonderful person, and the fact that you found the love of your life makes this all the better. You deserve to be happy, that is all your father, and I wanted for you to have. Happiness, hope and dreams. With Gabriel, I can see that you are improving, so there is no reason to be embarrassed." Irene pats Amelia on her shoulder.
"You're right, Mother. I am getting better, and Gabriel does take great care of me." Finally, she uncovers her blushing face. She portioned the last bit of tea in the bowl and looked at all the orange pouches.
