Kidnapping and Betrayal.

After all the despair, Bayuda turned ten years old. Her mother took her on a winter trip; the two wandered through the foggy, snowy Streets of London, wandered and bought biscuits together and bags of cocoa with her cup, putting the hot water they had with them into the cup and putting in the cocoa and stirring quietly until it became a drink they enjoyed. It was an unforgettable feeling for Bayuda as she played with her mother as compensation for orphanhood, and the Paternal Aunt, three years after the father's death, had died of cancer and died smiling, having taken the form of her sleep with her hands as if they were pulling someone's cheeks, but a kidnapper, a cat the color of wax and black blood, kidnapped Bayuda and killed the mother, yet before her death she said, "My heart will follow you," and he took her, leaving a mother bleeding and people gathered searching for the killer while he fled, escaping with her.