MIA’S POV:
“Mom what am I going to do?” I asked my mom as I laid myself in her lap. She was rubbing my temples gently and her fingers were running through my hair like a gush of winds through cornfields. “Mia Honey, there is nothing to worry about. He is Elijah and I know I can trust him with you” She replied as she gently patted me.
“Mom, but I don’t have clothes and I can’t go dressed in these old shabby jeans and ragged t-shirts. They will make fun of me. I don’t want Elijah to be embarrassed about me but he just never listens,” I was cranky and a little panicked to go to New Year’s Eve with him. I tried to refuse him for his offer but one glance from his crystal eye was enough to hold back my words to the tip of my tongue.
“Mia, stop this childish behavior. And never be ashamed of w
