"Aresco." Mumma's lips escaped my name in a surprise yet in a concern while she slightly bends her posture ahead and she sits on her knees and slowly, she extended her hand in my direction. In a gentle way, she placed her warm pale hand on my plump, cold cheeks and abruptly, I felt a sensation of warmth, of love against my cheek and I blink my lightless grey eyes at her.
Without averting her matcha hazel eyes from me, her lips curled up in the form of gentle smile and without my awareness, my lips try to reflect her smile. "You are so thoughtful, Aresco!" She softly whispered and her eyes were blinking in a slow motion as she was gazing at me with admiration and hope.
