You're talking with your uncle and his wife, as your little sister is on your lap while playing with her favorite teddy bear.

After a long talk, you kiss Ersh's cheek while handing her over to your uncle's wife. Ersh raise her head while looking at you.

You start walking away to leave her, when Ersh immediately starts crying, "Sishter! Don't lweave me! Pweaaseee! Sishter! Sishter!"

Your heart sank hearing Ersh cries, and pleading, but you know it's for the best.