After series of explanation from Antonia about what she meant earlier, we finally ended the discussion with her going to her bedroom to shower and come down for breakfast, while I did the same but with doubts. I could tell she was getting some crazy ideas in her head which means I have to be more careful around the house.
I came out of the bathroom with my towel draped around my body then went to my wardrobe and brought out a purple nightwear and put it on before grabbing my new IPods and phone from the bed and went down to the living room.
I sniffed in the air, breathing in the sweet aroma that filled the room.
“Honey! Antonia! What are you making? It smell so good in here.” I yelled, calling out to her from the living room as I plopped down on the couch.
“One minute mom.” She ye
