"Mom, Mommy," in the lawn, the little girl staggers forward with her arms open, behind the drawing board, the woman finally looks up.
Her smile warm, eyebrows like willows, her delicate nose perfectly shaped, lips full and rosy, her large eyes filled with tenderness, and her waist-length hair fluttering in the wind...
"Baby, slow down, Mommy is drawing you..."
"Mom…" A murmured whisper escaped, and Olivia Zane finally saw the woman's face clearly, just like the photo in the phone, young, beautiful, and optimistic.
Birds chirped cheerily by her ears, very pleasant, and even with her eyes closed, Olivia Zane could feel the warmth enveloping her.
Slowly opening her eyes, what she saw was a thin, translucent veil, giving a misty feeling, and she herself was lying in bed, dressed in a white gauzy dress, looking very ethereal.
The chirping of birds still rang in her ears, surrounded by veils as far as the eye could see, Olivia Zane frowned slightly, was she... in Paradise now?
