Lost

Five

Auoura pov

"Mam - I mean auntie Auoura! Do you like my dress?" Mia asks me as she smiles looking at me.

She spins in her white dress.

"You look lovely." I said as she blushes. Not missing that she almost called me 'mama'.

Mia had wanted to wear dresses, white to match.

The door opened catching our attention, passing the door is Anton be looks at us smiling.

"Uncle Petrov!" Mia shouts running towards him.

"Is it ok if I go? Auntie Auoura said I could." She says as he picks her up.

"Sure, little one." He says smiling.

I walk towards them.

"Where would you like to go?" Anton ask Mia as we walk down the stairs. Mia still in his arms.

"Can we go to the mall, their are Hello Kitty stuff?" She ask excitingly.

"Sure, little one. You both look lovely." He says as we go to the car.

"Thank you!" Mia chirp's.

We're currently at the mall. Sitting down eating cinnamon rolls.

"Auntie Auoura?" Mia says.

Mia is four years old, but I find her smart. She doesn't have trouble speaking like others her age and she speaks good. She's also very smart for her age to be exact.

"Yes?"

"Do you have a papa and mama?" She asked,.

'papa and mama.'

"Yes, yes I do have a mama and papa." I answered, she smiles.

"Can I meet them one day?" She ask me as I nod.

"At the ball, you could meet them." I said as she clapped her small hands together.

She picks up the fork and starts to eat her cinnamon roll.

Anton wraps an arm around me as Mia giggles looking at us.

"Uncle Anton really does love you auntie Auoura." Mia says giggling.

If only she knew. I thought.

"I really do love auntie Auoura." He tells Mia.

Kill me.

"What dress color are you going to be wearing?" I ask Mia.

"It's a secret." She says grinning.

"What about you?" She ask me. I look at her smirking.

"It's a secret." I mocked her own words as she giggles.

"Uh, I don't know I'm thinking black." I said as she nods smiling.

"I'll be right back." Anton says as we nod.

We watch as he walks away.

"Mom - I mean auntie Auoura." She says looking down.

"I'm sorry." She apologized.

I sit down next to her putting her on my lap.

"Why are you sorry?" I ask her.

"I keep almost calling you mommy." She said. I sigh.

"It's ok Mia." I said she then looks at me.

"Can you be my mommy?" She asked.

Her eyes widen more. "It's ok if you don't want to. We could just be sisters too! But I would prefer you to be my mommy." She said.

I look at her.