Chapter 709 Welcome To The Family
Hera felt a tingle in her nose and a sting in her eyes, emotions welling up inside her. She had always known that Athena’s mother had a soft spot for her—after all, no matter how busy she was with Athena, she always made sure Hera had everything as well.
Though Hera couldn’t openly use those gifts because she was maintaining her modest lifestyle—in short, acting poor—Sasha had carefully kept everything for her. She had even created a personal room for Hera in the Lowery Manor, ensuring that whenever she visited, she had a space filled with everything she could possibly need and she would always feel at home.
Yet, as much as Hera cherished Sasha’s kindness and doting care, a sense of guilt gnawed at her. Athena had chosen to stay outside, living like an orphan like her, just to accompany her.
No mother would ever want to see their child endure hardships, and knowing this, Hera couldn’t help but feel undeserving. She adored Sasha, but every time she met her gaze, she felt a pang of guilt and embarrassment, as if she could never truly repay the sacrifice Athena had made for her.
As if sensing her thoughts, Sasha gently squeezed Hera’s hand.
"Hera, you don’t have to feel bad about anything," she said softly. "Athena chose to stay by your side all those years because she sees you as family. And as her mother, I couldn’t be prouder. It means I raised a daughter with a kind heart—someone who treats others with sincerity."
Sasha smiled warmly. "Besides, I’ve always liked you, too. You’ve been just as genuine with Athena. The way you two care for each other, like true sisters, despite having different mothers... it reminds me of my own bond with my best friend from long ago."
Hera listened, her heart tightening. She knew Sasha was carefully choosing her words, avoiding any mention of pity. This wasn’t about sympathy for an orphan—it was about the bond they had built, real and unshaken.
Hera sniffled, her nose and eyes reddened, tears welling at the corners of her eyes. She took a shaky breath before nodding.
"Then... thank you, Auntie, for making me your goddaughter," she said softly.
Sasha chuckled, pulling Hera into a warm embrace. "Silly child, don’t cry," she said, wiping away her tears with gentle fingers. Her gaze was filled with affection.