POV: Adriana
The next morning, I slept in. I hadn’t gone to bed early last night, and my body felt heavy with exhaustion. When I finally opened my eyes, sunlight was already spilling through the curtains, shining across the room.
I stretched lazily, a small smile appearing on my lips as the memory of my conversation with Mom last night came back to me.
She was so happy. I hadn’t heard her that cheerful in years. Working again really lit her up. Playing the housewife did not suit her one bit, no matter how much she had tried to pretend. I could still hear the excitement in her voice when she told me that she was working again.
“I have to get her something,” I whispered to myself, still staring at the ceiling. “A gift… something to surprise her.”
That thought alone made me want to get
