Aria's POV
It has been three days since we arrived here and Davis and his mother have been bonding very well.
I couldn't deny the fact that sometime when looking at their loving relationship, I will start missing my mother but I have come to accept that she is no more.
And no need of feeling the pain when I couldn't see her but motherly love couldn't be easily forgotten.
I walk toward the kitchen where Caroline is making dinner.
"Good evening, Caroline," I don't think that I could stop calling her that.
Though she doesn't mind.
"Evening, Aria," I smiled at that before walking to the fridge.
Pulling it open, I bring out a bottle of water and close it before opening the cabinet and bringing out a glass cup.
Placing it on top of the kitchen table there, I filled
