"Ama, how did you fall in love with me? What did you see in me that captured your heart?"
"I don't know either."
"What kind of answer is that? You don't even know why you love me. I'm angry now."
Zeya leaned against Amaya, their bodies nestled together in the garden, lost in their own little world. A short distance away, Seth and Fred observed them, hands tucked in their pockets, smiles on their faces, their gazes warm and tender.
