Hearing the soft whisper of her daughter's angelic voice, A-Yeong stood electrified with her heart almost slowing to a still and her eyes unblinkingly staring at the girl as tears gleamed in them.
She remained transfixed, her mind ferociously struggling to fight off the tendril of doubt that loomed in it, querying if indeed she had truly heard her child call her mommy. But the reverberating echoes of her soft voice still lingering in her head was proof enough to confirm she hadn't imagined it. Her child has really called out to her.
Her body stilled once again, before trembling ripples began to surge through her. Her shoulders shook and more tears pooled in her eyes as she held the girl's innocent gaze.