Hazel's eyes widened the moment she set her eyes on the person who was standing by the door. Her lovely violet eyes locked behind her pupils blinked and twice or more, Hazel couldn't be sure, but she didn't blink once for fear of that a single blink could make her realize that what she saw was nothing more but her dreams.
Her short brandy hair reaching down to her shoulders and her tall figure didn't seem to have changed alongside other features. How long has it been, she couldn't really tell how many decades it has been, but seeing her, she couldn't help tear up.
"Mo....Mother..."
Though it has been long, how long she couldn't tell, but no matter how long it had been or the reason why Hazel missed those years with her. She couldn't help but want to hold her and never get out of her arm
