CHAPTER 48

Mila—I mean, Mom—woke me up as soon as the sun rose. I had no idea she'd wake me up at that hour, let alone crash our house. But she seemed so excited. When I opened my eyes, there was unrivaled happiness painted across her face, which was a rare occurrence for her.

The Mila I knew was the type of person who always half-smiled whenever our eyes hit each other as if she knew every secret I have in my bones. But the woman who woke up isn’t just Mila. She is my mother. A woman I should love and care for.

"I’m sorry if I woke you...