The question I asked lingered in the atmosphere, Aria's eyes widening from the question itself as she asked.
"You would like for me to be your mother?"
To this, I asked back in a curious tone.
"If not, do you want to be my grandmother?"
This sudden twist of mine made Aria's face look scrunched up, because if you take a full genetic approach, the soul formation, in a sense, means that Grace is the daughter of Aria, thus making Aria my grandmother in a sense. It's a fluctuating constant of Grace being Aria's clone and daughter, a very confusing situation to be in.
My face matched Aria's, who was still filled with confusion as she asked.
"Why do you want me to be your mother?"
