As we stood there, I calmly petted her back, “I’m sorry I’m not very affectionate, it seems, but I mean good intentions.”
I quickly added; never had I been hugged by anyone, not even the triplets; they were complicated to separate but holding hands, or even laying my head on their shoulders was a sign of respect, the only ones I had ever hugged were my parents, my brother, and Leonidas, I shook my head, those memories shouldn’t return to my mind.
Camila looked at me like a happy little puppy, and she was not comfortable with the feelings of being accepted, much less those of warmth.
As I helped her finish como dice her entire face, I heard the doors open, and my mother walked in with grace in her steps.
I smiled at her sweet expression, and she extended her arms.
I ran towards her, em
