100. Fragile

~Evelyn's POV~

I knocked on the door of the room a couple of times and soon it was opened by none other than my father.

"Princess," He beamed with joy as he saw me standing in front of him and his twinkled with happiness.

I hugged him, "I missed you."

"We missed you too, Princess," He said while Mom joined the family hug.

They both hugged me tightly and for the first time in my life, I scented the fragrances that my parents carry.

While Dad had pine and woody sort of mixed scent, Mom scented like lilies. I giggled, they both had a perfect combination of scent for each as well.

I didn't know I was crying until I felt something wet on my cheek. I gazed at Dad's shirt which was wet with my tears and I giggled, "I'm sorry, I ruined your shirt."

"As if that matters. But what's the reason? Why are you crying? Is everything alright?" He asked while wiping my tears.

I nodded my head, "Everything is fine, it's just I missed you both a lot."

They both once again embraced me in warm hug