As soon as Livia finished speaking, she was immediately embraced by the golden-haired girl.
"Good evening... sister..." Amalia tightened her arms around Livia, her head gently resting on Livia's chest.
Livia couldn't tell if it was her imagination, but Amalia's voice tonight didn't seem as cheerful as yesterday, and there was a faint trace of melancholy in her tone.
Reaching out to gently stroke the girl's hair, Livia spoke softly.
"How was your day today? Did you eat on time?"
Hearing the affection in Livia's voice, Amalia lowered her eyes and answered softly.
"It was fine, I ate." Before Livia could say anything, Amalia continued.
"...I missed you, sister."
She had been missing her since she woke up in the afternoon, while reading, while painting, and even during dinner.
Hearing this, Livia's lips curved into a smile, her fingers gently smoothing Amalia's slightly messy hair.
"I missed you too, Amalia."
