"Mummy is sorry." She whispered, tracing the letters on the gravestone. "Mummy should have done better. I know. Mummy should have protected you better, I know. It is all my fault. My son." She cried. "It is all my fault. I didn't even get to name you."
Zezi fell to her kneels slowly while Delice wept, with a slow movement, she put her hand over Delice's shoulders.
For tonight, she would cast it all aside. For tonight, she would view them as the same person, for tonight she would allow herself to comfort her. For tonight, she would be blind to her monstrous side.
Only for tonight, she would raise the white flag.
Delice took the comfort in her action, her head resting against Zezi's shoulder, her face buried into the upper part of her chest, her hair brushing one side of her neck, while she wept and Zezi patted her back slowly, moving her hand up and down in a sign of comfort, not saying a word.