"Where do these thoughts come from, Danana?" her mother asked in bafflement.
Seeing her daughter bawl on the dining table breaks her heart and puzzles her. She has an idea that Dana has something in her mind since she arrived in Berlin. Even so, she didn't expect it to be something worth crying over Chinese food.
"Danana, if there is something that you are going to question about me, my love for you is not one of them." she found her own voice trembling with pain, for Dana looked so pitiful with her face full of confusion and pain.
"Even when I am not your own daughter?" she asked with her voice quivering and she had to take a lot of deep breaths to say that one question.
