Caramel and his little Rose

"Don't you remember anyone else than your parents?" I looked up at him and he licked his tongue as if he was expecting me to remember someone and tell him about that.

My eyebrows drew together in confusion as I gulped and tried to remember someone.

"I mean maybe your siblings, friend, classmate, or someone else," he asked.

"No, I don't. I barely remember my parents, the one who gave me life and was with me all the time. How could I remember anyone else?" I breathed out "And as much as I remember I was a single child of my parents," I told him.

As I poured my heart out, his hand that had been resting on my knees all the time moved away, and I felt his reassuring palms on my shoulders, squeezing them lightly. He was now standing in front of me.