Mom continued smiling even as her tears splattered on the photo frame.I gently hooked my finger around her trembling pinky finger that was suspended in midair."I promise you, Mom. I'll definitely find you again in my next life," I thought to myself.Dad walked over to Mom's side and wrapped an arm around her shoulder."Ash," he said hoarsely. "I'm sorry. I let my anger get the better of me that day. I never wanted to send you back to the orphanage. You'll always be my son."He paused for a moment. It sounded like he was fighting to keep his sobs at bay."If you're willing to forgive me, please return to my side in your next life. I promise to treat you well," he said, averting his gaze after he was done speaking.I watched him remain silent, his shoulders trembling violently.Freya was being carried by our aunt, Claire Walker. She was very quiet as she looked between Mom and Dad. When it seemed that she had recalled something, she freed herself from Aunt Claire's arms and app
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