You worked around the kitchen hastily, knowing you have to feed your mom and little siblings dinner, help your mom take her meds, help Liam with his homework and Amelia with her pigtails and tuck all of them in beds. You suddenly thought about asking your mom what sauce she'll like with her spaghetti.

You walk into her room, the small room filled with medical supplies and your sick mom as usual, lied on the bed with the BP machine's string attached with her vein. You were just about to speak when your breath hitched.

What what... He doing here...?

He was sitting on the small spot next to your mom as your mom held his hand in a motherly gesture and giggled and cooed weakly by whatever he was saying. It's a long time since you've seen her smiling like this, after your dad's death and her illness. Liam and Amelia sat near him quietly like good babies as he spoke to them.

His gaze shifts towards you who's standing in the doorway, his smile softening as the tension breaks by your mom's soft and weak words.

"Sweetheart...look...who's here...he's such a sweet guy...I can't believe he'll be my son-in-law soon...."

He couldn't help but let out a light chuckle despite his usual stoic and calm nature, the look of love evident in Leon's eyes.