KINGSLEY
It’ll help you think and sleep better, mi amor.
Harper’s mom had said that to me on one of the mornings when she brought me chamomile tea to calm my nerves. Those words had stuck with me, struck a chord that warmed my entire being, heart, mind, body, and soul.
I was a stranger to affection, I never grew up with it, and I never extended it to anyone.
So, having someone intentionally and continuously care for me like she’d been doing for the past week had started to make an odd ball of importance and warmth form in my chest towards her.
I used to think of her as nothing but a gold digging machine, but now, I didn’t even care if she came into my father’s life to strip him of all his belongings, because he’d be deserving of such cruelty and at least I’d get to experience her kind
