Bianca ran to her brother, her arms open wide, and hugged him tightly, "Is this yours?" Her voice was muffled by his chest, and she couldn't help but hold him closer, feeling a mix of excitement and tears.
Roman answered, "Yeah, it's mine, it's ours," his deep voice filled with a sense of pride and ownership.
Bianca buried her face deeper into his chest, her tears soaking into his shirt. Roman felt the wetness spread, but he didn't mind; he was just happy to see his sister so happy.
"Hey, why are you crying?" Roman asked, his voice soft and gentle, as he rubbed her back in a circular motion. Bianca lifted her face, her eyes red and puffy, and said, "I don't know, I'm just...I'm just happy you're home, and you got a car!" Her voice cracked, and she sniffled, trying to compose herself.
