Hearing his mother's heartfelt words, he closed his eyes and pressed the back of his hand against them. A single tear finally slipped down his cheek, though he didn't want his mother to see it. He thought that, in front of her, he always became a crybaby, unable to hold back his tears. Irene gently stroked her son's forehead with all the affection of a loving mother. Watching him cry like this reminded her of when he was a child, sobbing in her arms.
After a few moments, Aldrian wiped away his tears and looked at his mother again. This time, he seemed to understand something.
