(Adrea POV)
“How are you feeling now, Adriana?” Rihanna asked, and I forced a smile on my face.
“I am feeling better now,” I answered, and she nodded before putting a bowl of oatmeal in front of me. I looked towards the bowl with suspicion.
“What happened? You don’t like oatmeal or what?” She asked in a worried tone.
“Actually I am allergic to…”
“Yeah, I know! You are allergic to pine nuts and chestnuts. Don’t worry! I carefully
prepared this for you. You are my daughter, honey! Of course, I know every single thing about you,” She said with a smile, and I noticed moisture in her eyes. I didn’t know why but I had no recollection of my childhood memories.
“Thank you for your consideration,” I thanked her and picked up my spoon to taste the oatmeal.
“Do you like it?” She asked
