Angeles
Waking up to the feel of her hands on me felt remarkable. I untangled her from me though and quietly left the room going to the garden and plucking a bunch of long stemmed roses before taking them to the kitchen and putting them in a vase of some water.
The maid gave me a curious look, "Get me a mimosa, plate of hash browns and a bowl of fruits and send it to the room. Don't knock. Just leave it by the door." I said while she hurried to get it done.
"Angeles" Mom gave me a questionable stare and I just gave her a quick "Good morning." Before hurrying back upstairs and sneaking into the room.
She was still fast asleep, good. Placing the vase on the nightstand I stared down at the ring on her finger, shining back to
