Mia.
I don't want to admit it but I think I like him. The way he took care of me yesterday was so heartwarming, and I'm so glad I didn't have to go through the pain alone.
I separate myself from his hold and spare a second to admire him. Sleeping Rico looks completely different from when he is awake.
Right now he doesn't have his signature scowl. Instead, his face is calm and so cute.
His lips are slightly parted as he releases soft snores.
Looking at him now, I'm glad I got in that ring to claim him as mine.
With a tired sigh, I kiss his cheek and drag myself out of bed. I still can't believe my dad is gone and that I have a funeral to arrange.
How will I forget someone I have known all my life?
I lazily take the stairs to the living room and, like every other morning, the
