Chapter 16


    In a heartbeat, Mirabe found hersell wrapped in Delh’s arms. Mirabe blinked, caught off guard by


    Delh’s embrace. “Oh, my sweet girl, you finally called me Mom!” Delh’s voice quivered with


    excitement, almost on the verge of tears.


    Mirabe sighed. It was as if they were on different wavelengths.


    Ten minutester, after a brisk shower, Mirabe descended the stairs in aid–back, oversized tee


    paired with distressed jeans. Despite the casual clean look, she exuded a cool vibe.


    “My daughter’s just so gorgeous,” Delh mused, resting her chin in her hand as she admired Mirabe


    walking towards her. Even though she wasn’t wearing the clothes she had bought for her, it didn’t stop


    her from cheering on her daughter’s beauty.


    Shawn chimed in with a proud nod. “She’s definitely got my good genes.”


    Delh gave him a yful roll of her eyes. “Get real, she obviously takes after me.”


    “Whatever you say, dear.” Shawn quickly conceded, the picture of a doting husband.


    As Mirabe drew closer, she overheard their banter, and felt bombarded by their public disy of


    affection.


    Soon, Mirabe took her seat at the dining table. She had always been a girl of few words, often


    maintaining her silence during the meal responding to Shawn and Delh’s asional conversation


    starters with monosybic ‘yeahs‘ and ‘uh–huhs.‘


    Shawn and Delh didn’t interpret their daughter’s reticence as arrogance. Instead, they felt a twinge of


    guilt. This poor child must’ve been so lonesome, so starved of affection, to develop such a solitary


    nature.


    Unaware of their thoughts, Mirabe finished her breakfast. Noticing Delh asionally press her


    temples, she seemed to remember something and quickly went upstairs. She returned in a couple of


    minutes, holding two small bottles she had retrieved from her suitcase, and handed one to each of her


    parents.


    “Here, I got these for you.” Mirabe said softly, her exquisite face wearing a casual expression.


    Delh examined the small bottle with curiosity as she unscrewed the cap. “What’s this? It’s quite a


    fancy little thing– As soon as the lid was off, a rich herbal scent wafted out. The aroma instantly made


    Delh feel refreshed as if her spirit had been cleansed. She suffered from chronic migraines that


    red up now and then. With no cure in sight, she relied on painkillers for relief. This morning, her head


    had started to hurt, but she didn’t want to show her pain in front of her daughter. This scent


    miraculously seemed to soothe her migraine in an instant.


    “Mira, what is this?” Delh asked, surprised and delighted, inhaling the scent, feeling the urge to bask


    in it forever. Mirabe saw Delh visibly rx and nonchntly replied, “They’re just herbal fragrance


    pills… kind of like incense. They help with focus, rxation, and pain relief.”


    Material ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    She paused, then added, “Keep one by your bedside each night. It should help with your migraines.”


    Delh was astounded, “How did you know I suffer from migraines!”


    Not just Delh, even Shawn looked surprised.


    “I noticed you pressing your temples at breakfast,” Mirabe said with clear eyes, offering no further


    exnation.


    Delh was taken aback, not expecting such attentiveness. But to deduce she had migraines just from


    that seemed almost magical.