“Hello Maria, glad you're here.” Aunty Laura said.
“Daddy, I brought home Nom Nom for you,” Morris said and shifted Lorenzo's cheeks to face him.
“Aahaha, thank you, son,” Lorenzo responds, trying to hide his excitement.
“Welcome home, Maria. Please take a seat.” Lorenzo doesn't know how he will start the conversation.
He just wants to have a simple dinner. Today is the 6th Death Anniversary of Mr. Bianchi. And Maria is not aware of it that is why Lorenzo brought her here.
“Maria, feel at home okay,” he said as if they had never slept together before.
The two are acting like teenagers, avoiding each other's gaze, afraid to catch each other's eyes.
“Don't worry about me," Maria answered shyly.
“Nom Nom, do you want to watch videos?” Morris suddenly speaks, asking his unknown mother
