Even though Amira could barely understand what Angel Luis was babbling about from where he was sitting next to her, she couldn’t help but feel attached to him already. The boy was so cute, had his mother’s eyes no doubt, but certainly not her malice… but then again, kids rarely harbor such strong feelings at that age.
“Mira!” He exclaimed, pointing at the flower he had been making out of paper.
“Yes?” She answered with a smile, thinking that he hadn’t been able to pronounce her name well, not that he was asking her to look at his beautiful creation.
“Eso es para ti,” he beamed at her.
Amira turned wide eyes in Xavier’s direction, catching a smile on Mercy’s face in the process.
“He’s saying it’s for you, princesa,” Xavier explained in a soft admiring tone.
I know, she wanted to
