I woke up with sunlight sliding across the room, warm and soft, and I felt… lighter after last night. The conversation with Mrs. Santos yesterday had done more than I expected. It wasn’t just advice,it was calm, motherly understanding. A presence that made the weight in my chest shift just a little, enough for me to think clearly.
Maliya stirred beside me. She looked so peaceful, curled under the sheets, hair splayed across her pillow. I watched her for a moment, letting the sight steady me. Last night, after my conversation with Mrs santos she came to stay with me. We talked for long and I could feel the happiness radiating from her. I was also the happiest, finally letting someone know what has been ongoing and the maliya here with me.
The memory alone made my chest tighten in the bes
