Delia’s POV
My mother's life, from her dating days with my father to her death, flashed through my mind in a whirlwind of emotions. It felt like I was reading the book of her life.
As this book reached its final pages, I couldn't control my emotions any longer and began to cry uncontrollably. My tears continued to fall onto the Guardian Spirit.
Now, her form had become almost completely transparent. If I extended my paw, I could even pass through her body.
She seemed to have exerted all her strength to show me my mother's life story.
"Guardian Spirit, you're a part of my mother, aren't you?"
I didn't want my tears to drown out the Guardian Spirit and make her disappear completely. I wiped away my tears with my paw and looked at the Guardian Spirit, asking, "My mother sent you to protect me, is that true?"
