"This place is a facility to raise orphans who've been abandoned by their parents, by the world, by their country. Your mother, Lucy, helps fund part of this program since it is quite an expensive one,"
"I-I see…" I muttered, kind of shocked at how diverse this place was.
But then, suddenly, another pair of doors automatically opened, revealing two groups of five older teens who looked to be about eighteen to nineteen years old.
"These are some of the oldest ones who we've been growing for quite some time now."
Growing? What a weird way of putting it…
"They all… look like models?" I muttered as their aura was not only intimidating from their looks but the serious expression they constantly plastered all over their faces.
"Do you want to know what this place is used for? Why we grow these children?" Auntie Aria asked, letting go of my hand and slowly brushing my hair with her fingers.
