Ingrid's POV

It's been 4 months since Mama left us but every day I remember her even more. Sometimes it is inevitable to be stunned and remember all the memories I have with her.

"Hey, you're not being yourself again," Indigo said to me as he passed in front of me. He handed me a cup of coffee.

"You still have a lot to finish. Alas, move around," he said to me before looking down at my schoolwork.

"Then give me a reason to keep going," I told him.

I frowned when I saw him writing to one side. He handed over the torn paper from his notebook

"Reason."

"You...