Chapitre 2288: Sore Spot

[Baby, you are two years old now. These are the toys I bought for you. Maybe you will only be interested in them for three minutes. You might lose interest after playing with them for a while, but at least you'd have them.]

[Other children have them. My baby must have them too.]

[Baby, you are now three years old. And you must have grown taller. I made you this skirt. I know you'll look like a princess when you wear it.]

Four-year-old birthday—glittery shoes. Five-year-old birthday—hair clips. Six-year-old birthday—chocolates. Seven-year-old birthday—storage jars. Eight-year-old birthday—dance shoes. Nine-year-old birthday—a piano. Ten-year-old birthday—a violin. Eleven-year-old birthday—pens and ink.

Her mother's every gift meant love for her.