...Because...
...Valeria, Zaira's mother, stood there, her gaze fixed on me.
She looked the same as I first met her few years ago, plain but beautiful and graceful.
I also looked back at her gray eyes, which held emotions that I couldn't understand.
"Eden?" Aeloria called me, as I wasn't replying to her, and she followed my gaze.
But because Valeria was in her disguise, she wasn't able to identify her.
"Who is she?" She asked me as we both kept staring at each other.
"Valeria," I mumbled softly as I broke the eye contact.
"Huh?" Aeloria stiffened in her place at Valeria's name as she slowly turned her head to look at her.
"E-Eden, I will see you later, bye." Stuttering, she tried to run away, but I quickly grabbed her hand.
"Where are you going? Let's go meet her," I said as I practically dragged her back towards our seat, ignoring her struggles.
