Lia opened her eyes wide, took Diego by the hand and put on a serious expression.

″You are offending me and that hurts my heart,″ she began to say, showing a sad expression. Of course, as you have not grown up with me in a certain way I understand your distrust, you don't see me as a mother, but as a stranger, a liar.

She walked to the bed and lay down and even wiped the tears that came out of her eyes, the children were touched, came over and ended up lying down next to her.

″Don't say that, Mommy! You are the woman of my life,″ said Marco, and that made her stop crying.

″Really? ″he asked doubtfully.

″I'll tell you a secret, I've always dreamed of you, you came in my dreams, you hugged and kissed me, and I stayed in your arms for a long time,″ his oldest child mentioned with a smile.

″I love you too, you are the most important person in the universe, I love your smile, your smell, your caresses are like a freshness for my soul,″ said an affectionate Diego. And although at first Lia