Alla remained silent, and George didn't force her to speak, but over the following days, he frequently brought Mia to visit her.
During the day, Mia would lie in front of Alla's bed, poking her cheek with her chubby little fingers.
"Auntie, you're like the doll daddy bought me. She's pretty like you but doesn't talk..."
George had somehow convinced Mia after their first meeting to stop calling Alla "mommy" and instead refer to her as "auntie."
The repeated calls of "auntie" warmed Alla's heart, and at night, she couldn't help but embrace Mia's tiny body tightly.
It was as if she had found a lone boat drifting through the world, carrying her across the seas and showing her a glimpse of bright scenery amidst the gloom.
Alla lowered her head to look at the child in her arms, wishing to see her face...
But she realized her eyes couldn't see, and a wave of regret washed over her once more...
Would she regain her sight after death?
