39 RETURNING TO THE CITY

ABBY

"Can I hold her, Aunty? Aunty Celeste hesitated while trying to calm the bawling Arabella in her arms. "Let me hold her, Aunty. I'm fine now." I whispered, wiping my tears away and leaning my back on the headboard of my bed to support my body. Aunty Celeste hesitantly placed the bawling Arabella in my arms and put a pillow on my back. She cried hard, flailing her arms and legs as if someone was hurting her. I smiled and tenderly wiped her tears, and she quickly stopped crying.

"I'll just make her some formula. Maybe she was hungry." Aunty said and went to the corner and pulled a milk bottle flask and a milk powder.

"Hello, Arabella. I am your mommy. " I smile and poke her nose. She let out a gurgling sound, crunching her nose while looking at me. She looks so cute. Even though she's only three months old, she's a bit bigger than her age. Her cheek was rosy and chubby, with a thin hair on her head. She's wearing a pink onesie with a bunny printed on it.

"Your Daddy already left