"Come here, my dear son..." Bella stood up from her seat and approached Dax.
Harper did the same, excited to see Dax, whom she hadn't seen for almost a year.
"Mommy, this—" Dax, in his usual calm manner, asked while glancing at Harper, who walked behind his mother.
"Little Dax, it's me, Auntie Harper. Oh my, have you already forgotten your beautiful aunt?"
Harper asked in a sad tone, trying to humor the little man. She couldn't take her eyes off him; he was so adorable. He seemed to have lost weight, and his skin wasn't as pale as she remembered from their last meeting in Sweden last year.
"Aunty Harper?"
"Yes, Yes... I'm your beautiful Aunty Harper..." Her smile grew wider, hearing the little guy finally remember her. However, Dax's following words almost made her trip.
"Why do you look more beautiful today, Aunty!?"
