Elara looked into his eyes for a few moments, and soon her lips stretched into a wide grin.
"It is," she added as she continued tending the flowers.
Jaden stared at her with a faint smile, inwardly, however, a storm was brewing in him… He himself never had any parental warmth in his life, but the city had planted him with fake memories… in those fake memories, he had a father to prove himself to and a mother to take solace in the presence of.
But the fog that had covered his past and real memories was no longer there; he now knew that he had no parents to ask for warmth from, and that shouldn't have pained him as much as it did.
Even in the fake memories, he wasn't that close to Theron, his supposed father in this game, but Elara was different; she was his beacon of warmth, and she was his mother…
A mother he never had but so desperately wanted.
That is why seeing unhappiness hidden beneath her eyes hurt more than it should have.
