ABIGAIL POV:
So, Mia told a story that made me both worried and proud of her.
"In the end, the handsome prince applied medicine on me, and we even went to buy a cake together!" Mia raises her little hand, which has only a faint mark on the back.
I hold her shoulders with both hands, and ask her to calm down and become serious.
"Baby, stand still. You're saying that you met a stranger today, and this stranger paid for your expenses?" I ask, afraid to hear her answer. What I meant is that it's not good to encounter strangers or accept favors from others.
Mia's joyful mood turns into unease. She looks at me with her big eyes, tears starting to well up. My heart aches, and she could probably feel it, but I have to scold her now to prevent her from doing anything wrong in the future.
"Mom
