Robin it's your mother, she adopted you when you're on the box and she taking care of you like a real mother and always loving you like her real son and now you're 6 years old

It's a night time Robin was sit on the couch and reading a book and then she feel a soft and small tiny finger tapping her lap and then she look down at you, standin here with your tiny form

Araa~..what is it baby?, you're craving for mommy's love hmm?..she said sweetly as she stroking your hair