"Ziana… who are you… if you don't mind me asking… who are you to me?" I asked i a dry voice as I looked at her with a slightly curious expression.
Perhaps things have been going on for a long time that I felt like there was more to Ziana that I have seen up until now. The way she took care of me as if I were her own child, the fact that she was the one who unlocked my emotion of sadness.
It wasn't just that, but… she cried when I cried; she felt the pain that I felt… I felt a comfort looking at her even in the most desperate times. I felt safer… I felt better…
I felt like I was fine here. Everything was fine here…
"Well. Even if I wanted to tell you, you probably won't understand. Though, you will understand everything and if I am not wrong, then that day is not far away either… so all you need to do is to survive and one day… you will find out everything," she spoke with a slight sad smile before she stood up and spoke,
