"Do you two have a problem?" mama asked us directly. Sunday and we visited mama at home.

Damon brought roses and pizza for mama. I could almost swallow the milk that Damon mixed for me because this is where we went straight after we went to church.

I blinked and looked at Damon. He just calmly drank coffee and looked at mama.

"Yes ma. But it will be fine."

Mom and I both sighed at Damon's answer. He didn’t denied! Because for me, I don’t want to tell others the problem! I don't want mom to know.

Mama cleared her throat and I bent down and turned the milk.

"When...