Maria stretched in her chair before having her last mouthful of lasagna, moaning delightfully at the taste that left her wanting more even though she was full.
"I'm not too bad at cooking, huh?" Was Clara's little teasing.
Maria narrowed her eyes playfully at her, "No need to brag," she drawled the last word while rolling her eyes at her.
Her stepmother smirked briefly then told her in a distant voice, "Losing a brother is no easy deal. I hope Kelly won't go through that."
Maria looked up to her and could have missed the faint sorrow adorning her eyes had she not been looking specifically for it.
"For now, let's hope she sleeps soundly until tomorrow morning." The brunette sighed while glancing at her watch. It was 9 pm, barely an hour since they got home – barely an hour since Felici
