Rosalina's POV
I look up at the stars longingly. I decide to make a wish, even though it seems childish.
"I wish to find love someday."
The stars twinkle at me, as if they're answering my call.
"Your wish has come true, Mama."
I turn to see my son, Astin. He looks at me and says, "I love you."
"I know, Astin," I reply, "just a different kind of love."
"What love is there besides ours?"
I can't help but grin. "The kind of love that... my parents had. The kind of love that you can only have for one special person."
"Oh," his eyes widen in wonder. "You can find that love, too."
I look back to the ocean of stars. "I hope so."