Maria's POV

The Unspoken Truth

Sitting down in the cosy living room after packing Elena's lunch, I couldn't help but watch her as she carefully selected her outfit for the day. The morning sunlight streamed through the lace curtains, casting a warm glow on her sweet features which was just the replica of the teenage me. My heart swelled with love for my daughter—my precious Elena. She is all I have in this world, being a single mom wasn't easy at all, especially in a society that often felt like a men's world. Elena had warned me against packing up lunch for her. "I am no longer a kid mom,...