Mia
The next morning, when I woke up, I was met by two messages—both from Alex—and I had to admit, I smiled. Even my mother noticed.
“It’s so lovely to see you smile, Mi Mi.”
It widened when I looked up at her. “What’s not to smile about? The person I love most in this world is awake.”
She raised a brow. “Oh? And who is this lucky person?”
“You, of course.”
She rolled her eyes. “Of course.”
She shifted slightly, then let out a deep sigh. “There’s something we should talk about, baby.”
I ignored Alex’s messages for now—they could wait. Turning fully toward her, I asked, “What is it?”
“You and Damon.”
My good mood instantly dropped. “What about him?”
“I’m not fully up to date with everything,” she said carefully. “And I need to know if my daughter is truly free from that.” She pau
