Say you're mine
As I opened the door, there she was – exactly the way I remembered her.
“Good morning, Auntie,” I greeted her warmly, without bothering to hide my smile.
“Aubrey!” she cried out, moving closer and enveloping me in a warm hug.
For a brief moment, everything else vanished.
Oh, Aubrey! How beautiful you look! She stepped back after a while and looked at me with those familiar eyes as if wanting to take a good look at me. Her hands rested on my shoulders as she studied me intently.
I smiled. How are you, Auntie?
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