“If you’re still worried, allow me to remind you that you’re the one who was always saddened by the fact that you didn’t have a family to return to during our wedding… Now that you have one, be sure to head home with a smile, alright…?”
…True enough, she had been greatly saddened by that fact… After all, who didn’t want to receive their parents’ blessings upon marriage? That aside, the fact that Zivon noticed how much that bothered her showed just how considerate this man was. At the same time, she couldn’t help but wonder if her parents would actually like her. At the end of the day, she was a bumpkin, and she wasn’t even able to complete her education…
Her train of thought was cut short when a familiar voice called out her name… and upon looking up, she was greeted by the sight of her true parents, both of them looking simultaneously excited and uneasy…
Before Xavia could find her voice, Yasmin was already hugging her tightly while saying, “My daughter…! My sweet, sweet daughter…! I’m so sorry for not bringing you home earlier…! I’m so sorry for making you suffer so much…!”
She had heard the tales about Xavia… About her growing up in the countryside and barely having enough to eat… About her having to give birth on a field, and having to work endlessly just to support her and her child… Just thinking about it made her heart throb…!
Xavia herself was surprised to feel her sleeves getting slightly wet. Was… Was her mother crying…? Feeling a lump in her throat, Xavia found it even harder to speak now… and in the end, Homer gently pried Yasmin off of her before saying, “Hey, this is supposed to be a joyful moment, remember…? Are you seriously crying in front of our daughter…?”
“I… I just can’t help it…! I failed to protect our baby for so long…!”
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