Andrea looked at the young boy in her embrace lovingly. His face was a little pale, but that was understandable because his blood was collected a few minutes ago. She lightly kissed his forehead and held him firmly.
She could still remember when Ciel was only a little baby. She didn't know about other babies, but Ciel cried a lot. If someone lightly poked his cheeks, he would cry. If he heard a loud voice or sound, he would cry.
Changing his diapers, and breastfeeding, Andrea did it all for him. Even now, she couldn't believe that a wrinkled little baby, that looked like a caterpillar, would grow up to become a handsome young boy that would make any girl blush if he smiled at them.
'Time flies so fast,' Andrea thought. 'In a few years, you might even get married and have a family of your own.'
