"You must really hate me."
"I did." the answer came so quickly as if her father didn't have to think about the answer. "If I can't save your mother, I will find a way to kill myself and leave you."
Aria's hands trembled at the thought, but her father's following words comforted her heart.
"However, I can't bear to hate you, my little angel. I only caught a glimpse of you when you were born. Only when Trixy's condition stabilized and I managed to save her, could I see you clearly.
That's when I understood even if I couldn't save Trixy in the end, I wouldn't be able to hate you. Maybe I'll choose to run away and join your mother someday, but I want to make sure you can fly on your wings before I leave you."
"Father…" Aria didn't know what to say. Maybe it was because she had just given birth that her feelings were so emotional.
