On the day of Amya's birth an angel approached her and her mother. The angel stroked Amya's forehead than turned to the mother and said. " Arti Jones when your twin sister Delaney was dying you said you would be willing to pay the price and this little girl's life is the price." The mother pleaded with the angel. And lucky for her the angel was feeling merciful today. So the angel looked at her and sighed, them he said. " Your daughter will live until the age of fifteen. And each year on the day marking her birth she will be visited by an angel." Without saying anything else he spread his wings and flew into the night.

The mother watched him until he disappeared into the clouds. Then she fell on the floor in sadness clutching Amya to her chest. While Amya was laughing for the tears falling on her face tickled.