BELLA
I opened my eyes to see the ceiling of my room at home and not that of my flat at Uni. I arrived last night. Heaven knew I needed this holiday. With all the craziness that CustoDia offered, it was only reasonable that I was happy to be home. And of course, I was excited to spend some quality time with Mum and Jamie.
Breakfast was ready. Oh, another thing I missed. Good, healthy meals. Damn… Mum's cooking skill was one of the many reasons I loved her. She was an excellent cook. She also really enjoyed ‘fooling around in the kitchen, as she would often say.
I brushed my teeth and went downstairs.
“Good morning,” I said, sitting down, ready to devour the meal. “I have missed eating your food.”
“Oh dear,” said Mum, cleaning the dishes. “Did you sleep well?”
“Mum, you know I al
