"Mama! Mama! Look," I heard Ezio's voice filled with excitement, drawing my attention away from the book in my hand. I looked up, my eyes lighting up as I saw him rushing towards me, his small hands clutching a vibrant bouquet of wildflowers. With his messy hair and radiant smile, he was a vision of pure joy.
Setting the book aside, I extended my hands to receive his precious gift. "Are they for me?" I cooed; my voice filled with tenderness. Ezio nodded vigorously, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "They are very beautiful. Thank you, my world," I whispered, overwhelmed by the love that radiated from his innocent gesture. His smile grew wider, illuminating the already sunny day even more.
“Papa helped me for you.” I noticed Erdem approaching from behind Ezio, a proud and gentle expression on his face. Our eyes met briefly.
