Siren Song
/ Siren Song Chapter 107
A month ago when they all explained the truth for her it had been hard to accept . At first she had been horrendously angered at Jian and everyone for not telling her .
After she carefully considered it though she realized she might not have done it any differently in their shoes .
Later that night she had held Jian tightly and apologized for taking her anger out on him . He held her gently like she was made of glass and told her he would take it all, no matter what it was . Only for her . Always for her .
His words hit her in the soft spot of her chest and she was rendered wordless . Unable to say anything more she buried herself in his arms . Somewhere along the way he had become her bedrock, in the tranquility of his arms she slept peacefully .
Seeing her in repose, Liang Jian Amal whispered words into her ears causing a small smile to bloom on her face, in her dreams she must have heard him . He felt his heart lighten seeing her safe in his arms and let himself go as well .
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To know that she had only about a month more with her mom crushed her a little .
Chang was still healing from the pain of the loss from her father and now had to prepare to lose her mother too . It was just too much for her to process some days .
She noticed too as she spent more time with her mother, while her own condition was improving her mother's was worsening; even with the treatments .
Li Hua fatigued easily, and had started having trouble controlling her moments at times . She would drop glasses or utensils almost regularly, and even had a hard time holding cards when they would play at night . She walked jerkily and was even given a walker to help assist her a week ago .
It killed Chang a little inside when she saw these little things . It drove home it all .
Chang had her head laid on her mother's lap savoring the feeling of her running her fingers through her hair . Every moment she had left with her mother she treasured more than anything else .
"Hey mom?"
"Yes sweetie?" Li Hua paused for a moment before continuing . The two were on Li Hua's favorite swinging bench in the water garden, the sunlight streamed down on them between the willow leaves warming them .
Over the last month the weather had grown slightly chillier as November heralded its arrival . It would still though be considered mild, even to her San Francisco standards of not more than 80° or less than 50° .
"Will you tell me the story of how you and Dad met again?"
Li Hua paused for a moment before recounting the tale of her youth . She still remembered it just like yesterday .
"I first met Hénri Alexander Dumont shortly after I turned 19 years old . I was working in my parents shop, arranging the stock outside when I heard a large crash to my right . " Li Hua giggled remembering the sight .
"A large man was sprawled over a line of suitcases with a bunch of other things from a higher shelf he took down with him . Within just a minute he ruined what took me a while to put up .
"I of course berated him as he put everything back up completely red in the face like a tomato . After putting everything back up, he ran like I was a devil hot on his heels . "
Chang laughed imagining just how embarrassed her dad had probably been then .
Liang Jian Amal standing next to Hakim al-Hassan watching over the two women laughing on the bench . The older man looked at the younger, one hand clasped behind his back the other on the latter's shoulder .
"This is what we fight to protect . "
"Do you really believe that war will come to here?"
"Your uncles have made their move . I hope not but we need to be prepared for the worst . "
Liang Jian Amal uncle shows movement as a bunch of men are moving around his estate far to the west
Chapter end
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