Maya spent the rest of the evening with Damon. She lay curled up on his couch, stroking the kitten. He had named her Miss Skittles.
“What a funny name for a cat.”
“I like it.”
Damon looked a little offended when Maya had laughed at his pet’s name and she found it endearing. They talked about a lot of things. She felt better. He made her laugh and forget about the horrifying event that had happened to her a few hours ago.
They were both quiet for sometime, sipping coffee, absorbed in their own thoughts, when Damon suddenly said;
“You aren’t a disappointment.”
“Hmmm..?”
Maya was caught off guard and she took some time to register what Damon had said.
“You said your mother keeps telling you how big of a disappointment you are. But you aren’t. It's not up to her to decide that, its up
