Make Me Yours, Daddy
MAYA
I sat on the high bar stool in the kitchen, legs swinging lightly as Mom and I shared a bowl of fresh fruits which had strawberries, mango slices, and grapes.
The sweetness melted on my tongue, but the real comfort came from her presence. After everything that had happened, this simple moment felt like a warm blanket around my heart. I was so happy, genuinely smiling for the first time in what felt like forever.
“You should always stay smiling like this, Maya,” Mom said softly, reaching across the counter to squeeze my hand.
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