Chapter 103 – Family (4)
Time passed and the sky suddenly turned into a deep blue light.
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At the sound of the door opening, Lucia reflexively raised her head and screamed.
“Mom!”
She jumped out of her seat and ran to her door, her mother hugging her with her arms outstretched. Lucia hugged her mother and buried her head in her shoulder.
She smiled as she gently stroked her back.
“Our daughter. Were you having a good time with Isabella?”
“Huh!”
Her words, “I’ve been well,” May have sounded objectively absurd, but the quarrel with her had long since disappeared from Lucia’s mind. As a result, there was a reason that she had fun playing with Isabella and Mason, but like other young children, the goal of conflict did not last long.
What matters to her is that her mother and father have come and she can go home now.
Even though her house is not as big and nice as this one, she felt good at the thought of going to her familiar and cozy home.
“Are you going to go home now?”
She nodded her head again and again at her mother’s affectionate whispers.
“I want to eat stew!”
“Stew? Do you think it will take a long time?”
“I want to eat anyway!”
Mason approached her and scolded her a little, but Lucia didn’t care. Because she, her mother, and Mason all knew that her complaints were not sincere, but simply aegyo.
“Yes, yes. Let’s go home now It might be too late.”
Suddenly, her father approached and took her Lucia from her mother’s arms and lifted her up. With her eyes raised in an instant, she looked around her and soon found Mrs. Adelaide and Mr. Gordon.
The two gave her her grin, and Lucia smiled hers and turned her head away.
Still, inside her room, Isabella was watching her. She still holds the house toy in her hand.
When her eyes met hers, Isabella lowered her head in surprise.
“Oh, my child must be very sorry.”
Mrs. Adelaide covered her mouth and smiled modestly before holding out her hand.
“Isabella, come here.”
“…”
Only then did she move quickly and stand on the wife’s side.
When the three of us were playing, the smiles he showed even a little bit were not gentle, with the same expressionless expression as when we first saw each other.
“Lucia. Isabella must have liked you.”
At Mr. Gordon’s words, Lucia looked at him in a fright, but then she hid her blushing face against her father’s chest. Gordon was still a stranger to her.
The adults burst into laughter as they watched the scene. Soon Mason and Lucia went down the porch with their parents, Mr. Gordon and Mrs. Adelaide, and Isabella.
“It was nice to meet you after a long time, Gordon.”
“Me too. I hope your daughters will be good friends with mine in the future.”
Lucia, in her father’s arms, looked behind her over her father’s shoulder as he walked down her steps, talking with Mr. Gordon.
Her mother was talking to her wife, and her sister and Isabella were each walking alongside her mother.
Lucia’s gaze continued to linger on Isabella. Lucia’s childlike keen senses kept her looking at Isabella.
Isabella looked uncomfortable.
She didn’t know many words, and that was the only word she could express. But she could sense the difference between how Mason felt when he looked at her mother and when Isabella glanced at her wife.
“…”
When Lucia’s gaze met Isabella’s, Isabella’s eyes flickered for a moment. Shiana also hastily moved her eyes towards her mother.
For some reason, her heart skipped a beat at the uncomfortable feeling she didn’t know.
It felt like something was wrong.
It feels like she’s forced herself to open something that Isabella doesn’t want to find out.
It was a feeling that is difficult to describe accurately.
So Lucia ignored it. But even as she put her head on her father’s shoulder, she could feel Isabella’s gaze on her.
Fortunately, the stinging gaze did not last long. Soon, I felt the outside wind wrapping my body, and the adults shook hands or hugged each other lightly to greet each other. Soon she felt her father pat her on the back lightly.
“Now, Lucia and Mason should also say hello.”
She shuddered at her father’s words and bowed her head to greet her.
“Good bye…”
“Thank you for the invitation. Good bye.”
Mason greeted Mr. Gordon and her Mrs. Adelaide politely, then she looked at Isabella and greeted her with a gentle smile.
“Today was fun, Isabella. See you next.”
Isabella’s eyes lit up at her words. Even though it was obviously a dark night now. It seemed to shine like a jewel.
“All right, next time… Come again… Yo. This.”
Then, it was her who shook her hand a little.
I still remember
The day Mason first met her older sister, Lucia.
That day was a very difficult day for me.
No, it’s not that her sister or Lucia was having a hard time. What was really difficult was the side effects that followed.
-Okay. Let’s be friends in the future!
Even my older sister who smiled and waved her hand at me.
-… See you later.
Even Lucia, who was slightly uncomfortable with me, opened her heart to me.
It was so good. It was a happy day, and it is a pleasant memory that I have.
But, after such a fun and happy time.
What comes back is the misery of realizing.
I feel how terrible the reality I usually experience is.
“…”
Isabella waved her hand to Lucia’s family of four, who were estranged from her parents. Their dolls gradually get smaller, until they disappear beyond the gate.
Isabella couldn’t take her eyes off them.
Lucia complaining to her mother.
Mason, who rebuked her and reached out to her first.
A mother who gently pampers Lucia.
A father who hugs Lucia affectionately.
Isabella lifted her head with her sneak and looked at her parents,
Somehow, wouldn’t his father hug him affectionately?
If I tell my mother that I want to eat, will she laugh and tousle her hair?
“I’ll go in first.”
But her faint expectations were unlikely to happen.
She never had her big hands come down to lift her body up. Instead, all she heard in her ears were her father talking coldly and the sound of footsteps soon moving away.
Isabella instinctively raised her head and studied her mother’s expression. Her expression hardened.
Gently, she reached out her hand toward her mother’s. It was to imitate Mason’s sister holding her mother’s hand affectionately.
The moment Isabella gently grabs her mother’s fingertips.
“It’s cold. Let’s go in.”
Even though it was obviously a summer night, she quickly turned around and opened her door and stepped inside.
Without checking to see if she came in.
Isabella let go of her hand, which she stretched out toward her without her strength. Soon she too opened the door and entered her house.
No one waited for her. Father and mother too.
Quietly alone, she climbed her stairs and went to her own room. In her room, the toys she used to play with were still littering the floor.
As Isabella always did, she started playing with her toys by herself.
For some reason, it didn’t feel as fun as it did yesterday.
She immediately put her toy from her hand.
My father would hate me if I messed up like this.
Isabella immediately stood up and picked up her toys. She picked up her toys and poured them into her box.
The sound of toys falling and crashing echoed loudly, but after that, only silence subsided.
It was a far cry from the noise-filled room that Mason and Lucia had filled during the day.
“…”
Isabella looked around her room in silence.
A room that looks too spacious today.
Even though it obviously couldn’t be, for some reason I felt a chill.
… No.
She quietly went to the door and lingered for a while. Until the sky turns deep blue into complete darkness.
Before long, she made up her mind and opened her door.
It was her mother’s room that led Isabella through the dark hallway, past her father’s lighted room.
She knew Unlike her father, her mother whispered to her that she loved her.
My mother seemed in a good mood today.
She didn’t even know if she would tell me that she loved me today. If she was lucky, he might give her a hug, as Lucia and Mason did during her daytime.
“… Mother.”
She knocked on the door, but there was no answer.
She gently grabbed the doorknob and opened it.
The scene in the room caught my eye. A room furnished with a dressing table with a large mirror, a beautifully decorated wardrobe, a small table and a nice bed.
But her mother didn’t shine as brightly as she did during the day.
The beautiful dresses she had seen during the day were nowhere to be found. The beautiful ring she had worn on her hand was on the table, and the pale color that was about to turn pitch black only distinguished the doll in the room.
“…”
Mother was sitting in front of a small table by the bed. Her hair was disheveled, and a bottle lay on the table.
The scent that brushes her nose is a familiar scent.
Every time her mother petted her and told her that she loved her.
On her breath, the incense she bore in her arms excruciatingly.
Isabella smiled broadly.
