Cheers of laughter rang around the mansion, as a group of youngsters and a middle-aged lady talked and laughed.
Warmth was overflowing in this house which was silent and dull.
Mrs. Johnson had tears of joy in her eyes as she watched her depressed daughter and silent son talking and laughing with the other people.
Moving her gaze, her eyes fell on Sia, who was the sole reason for making this depressing house and her eyes were filled with gratitude.
Just as Mrs. Johnson was still looking at Sia, the latter turned her head and met Mrs. Johnson's eyes. Before Mrs. Johnson could hide her expression Sia had long noticed her tears and gratitude and smiled gently.
Standing up, she walked towards Mrs. Johnson and sat next to her. Holding her aged hands gently in her hands, she tilted her head to her right and looked at Mrs. Johnson with a smile before saying "Gorgeous, no matter how beautiful you look when you are teary, it still pains my heart to watch you cry"
