Chapter 22:
Trisha’s P.O.V
“Hey, champ!” I called out to Neema, watching him sitting on his bed, bent over his notebook in concentration. “What are you up to?”
“Hi, mommy!” Neema gave me a sleepy smile, but rubbed his eyes to drive the sleep away. “I was doing my homework.”
“Homework? What subject?” I went to sit on his bed as he made room for me.
“Math.” He showed me what he was working on. “The teacher said I need to finish by tomorrow, but I’m sleepy.”
“Really?” I raised my eyebrows at his sheepish smile. “Who was it that stayed past their bedtime again?”
“Sorry.” He wrapped an arm around my waist and placed his head on my chest, holding on to me tightly. “But it was your and Damien’s wedding! I couldn’t miss it!”
Smiling, I wrapped my arms around my precious boy. “Neema…do you
