Alina's gaze met Sarah's as if she was weighing her emotions.

The child's silence was the only answer.

Sarah gently planted a kiss on Alina's forehead, her voice a gentle whisper as she spoke.

"Please tell me, I really need to know."

As Alina realized Sarah's joy, she continued to sing with even more confidence, her voice shining like a precious diamond.

The intricate melody, once difficult for even Sarah to perform, was effortlessly hummed by Alina with perfect pitch and intonation.

It was clear that the young girl possessed a natural talent for music, a gift not bestowed upon everyone.

Some people were born with the gift of a beautiful voice, and Alina was certainly one of them.

Pleasantly surprised, Sarah could only hold Alina close and marvel at her talent.

Just as she was basking in the glory of Alina's singing, a knock on the door interrupted the moment. Molly entered the room, drawn in by the enchanting sound.

Molly sat quietly on the bed, her eyes soft as she gazed at Sarah.

“Do you remember asking me why I brought Alina to Ivebridge?" she asked, her voice full of emotion.

“Well, this is the reason."

Sarah's confusion was palpable as she looked at her mother, searching for answers.

"What do you mean?"

Molly let out a heavy sigh, tears glistening in her eyes.

“It's not me who wanted to come; it's Alina."

Sarah was stunned, not understanding what her mother was saying.

“Whenever we watched your performance on the show, Alina would pay attention to every part of it," Molly said softly.

“She would hum your songs for hours after hearing them just once. She loves music, and she loves your singing more than anything."