Mia's POV
I walked over holding the two sandwiches I had packed.
My hands were steady. A six-year-old child should not be sitting hungry while surrounded by food.
The woman looked up as I approached.
"Excuse me," I said, keeping my voice pleasant. "I couldn't help but notice that Madison looks hungry, and I have plenty of food for my children. I thought I could share some with her."
I had a feeling that this woman didn't truly understand or care about Madison. She was probably just someone Victoria had arranged to be there.
Sure enough, the woman immediately refused.
"Madison is allergic to many foods," she said curtly, not even looking at what I was offering.
"Mama?" Ethan's voice came from behind me. "What are you doing?"
"Just talking to Madison's babysitter," I said without turning around. "Keep eating your lunch, baby."
But I wasn't giving up that easily.
I must admit I'm a very stubborn person. Scarlett commented on me like this many years ago.
I stubbornly liked the jerk Kyle
