The most important person to me

When the sunlight shone on her, Carmen raised her arm before her face, rolled to her side, and raised her eyelids.

Then she blankly stared at the spare pillow, sighed, and mumbled, "There's no way of escaping you, is there?" 

After taking a moment to fully awake, she sat up, and at that moment, her door opened, and Ethan hurried into the room.

Then he jumped on the bed, rushed into her arm, and mumbled, "Morning, Mommy."

Smiling softly, she ran her fingers through his hair and gently asked, "You are not mad at mommy anymore?"

With a smile on his face, Ethan slightly shook his head and mumbled, "I'm not angry at, mommy, but I am mad at the grey eyes guy."

"Ethan,"

"Grandmother said I should call you for breakfast."

Staring at her son, the sound of her ringtone suddenly drew Carmen's attention away from him and toward her phone.

Then she picked it up, answered the call, and asked, "Who's this?"

With h