Chapter 53
- “Mommy, but it's not my birthday.” Zia said in her sweet tiny voice, her eyes still heavy with sleep as Clara handed her a small lovely cake.
- “I know, my darling. Can you read what’s written on the cake.” Clara said with smiles, gently caressing her cheek while she nodded in reply.
- “Welcome home, Zia.” Zia read with a grin showing her tiny teeth.