She walked in gracefully.
Sophia's breath caught in her throat.
She really carried her mother's presence.
Every movement Aurora made looked like it belonged in a painting, and even her expression was almost an exact replica.
"Sophia, Marcus, does it look good?"
She lowered her head, looking at the long dress on her body. It fit her unexpectedly well.
Sophia nodded in a daze. When her fingers almost touched Aurora's face, she suddenly pulled them back.
She was afraid that if she touched her, she might vanish.
"Sophia?"
Aurora looked puzzled. Why were they looking at her so strangely?
"Mom… I've finally fulfilled my wish…"
Her voice was so low that only she herself could hear it.
"Mom, do you like it?"
"I do. It really is beautiful."
Aurora turned around twice, clearly satisfied.
"Mom, let's take a photo. I'm afraid… I won't have another chance in the future."
