Aamon froze. He didn't want to remember that painful day he wanted to forget. Remembering his son always caused a sharp pain in his heart. He quickly hid the pain in his eyes as he replied with a gentle smile.
"Why?"
"Can I go see him when I'm discharged? I'm on a sick leave anyway, right?"
"Of course you can, my princess."
Angela leaned her head against her father's shoulder as she recalled what happened earlier.
The museum... Rogue... A voice...
Her calm face immediately turned upside down making her face into a scowl.
Even while she was fighting for her life, she could hear that girl's voice clearly. She can never forget what that girl said to her.
'She's just being a baby. I'm sure her older brother will come to console her.'
"Dad... Do you kno-"
Sre stopped herself. She needs to calm down. She doesn't want her father to get worked up to something like this. She knows that her father would be in pain again after mentioning he brother.
"Hmmm? What's that?"
