Mia then looked at the window with a longing gaze. She seemed to be recalling some dear memories to her.
Then, she took a deep breath and started.
"I never told you about my mother, did I?" She asked.
Acht shook his head quietly and let her continue without interrupting her story. Mia appreciated this small gesture from Acht and continued.
"My mother was a great person. It's not even me being biased. But, my mother was just simply the greatest person I have ever met. She was kind, strong, determined, and always positive. She worked hard to keep our family safe and healthy. She also tried to engrave all of her positive traits into me."
Acht looked at her hands. It seemed that she was fighting something inside of her since she had unconsciously tightened them into a fist.