"Is… he our son?" Belle asked, feeling strange and nervous. Apart from her heart feeling warmth toward these people, they were strangers to her, she knew nothing about them. They had been married for two years, yet the boy looked as though he would be six or seven years old. How was that possible?
Rohan put his hand behind Angel's head and gently moved him forward when the boy still stayed behind.
Not wanting Angel to have high expectations, Rohan had quickly explained to him on their way that Belle had forgotten them, and that they would have to help her remember, or make new memories with her if it turned out impossible for her to recall the old ones.
The boy had looked confused and hurt that his mother wouldn't remember them. 'Mama will not know me anymore?' he'd asked his father, looking up at his face with worried eyes.
