Marcus approached the stray woman as he called her his aunt. The woman froze and turned her hazy eyes to Marcus. The tears from her eyes flowed down her cheeks, washing the dirt away as they went. She looked at Marcus with blood-like tears falling from those eyes. In a hoarse voice, she asked, "Young man, what...did you just call me?"

Marcus stepped forward and held the woman's hands in excitement. "Auntie, you are my aunt, right? You are not the child of my step-grandmother, but my actual grandmother. You are my aunt by blood."

His speech was unorganized due to his frantic state. "But auntie, you were raised by my step-grandmother. The two of you were forced to move away from the Shaw residence and lived in a small house. In the year you turned eighteen, my step-grandmother told my grandfather that you are actually my grandmother's child. My step-grandmother, she was an incredibly talented person. I still keep her drawings with me till this day..." Marcus studied his aunt's expressi