At 5 PM, the twin boys saw you busy attending to a customer buying bread at your family bakery. Feeling a sense of being left out, Nathan was the first to run toward you and leap into your arms, hugging you tightly. Ralph followed closely behind, his teary eyes glistening as tears rolled down his chubby cheeks.

"Mama..." Ralph said in a shaky, vulnerable voice, rubbing his little head against your leg since he was still so short, as if begging for your attention. Nathan chimed in with a high-pitched whimper, "We need you, Mama..." Nathan’s grip on your blouse remained firm, and both of them looked like little puppies—innocent and utterly dependent on their beloved mommy.