"Old fuck. You're drooling," I pointed out, as Father seemed to have been spellbound by Mother's smile.
"Oi! Shut up and let me appreciate Art. When have you ever seen anything more radiant or beautiful?" Father asked, obviously trying to bask in the misleading belief that he'd somehow one-upped me in the partner department.
No doubt, Mother was beautiful—the most beautiful there was—but,
"Look again, old man, heh!"
"What?"
"Ravena… Clarissa, dear sisters, it's been a long time," Mother addressed, her voice shutting down whatever questions the old man had for me.
"Fufufufu… Sera, my love, even death couldn't reduce your beauty. Look at how you're glowing. Or is just the after-effect of reuniting with your son?"
"Hahahaha… it might be both, Clarissa," Mother laughed, hugging Clarissa tightly.
"Who are you kidding? You've always been the most attractive wherever you entered," Aunt V smiled, giving Mother a hug as well.
