MIA’S POV:
We all may remember loads of happiness we find in very tiny things. Like bursting a bubble wrap or hooking a bra in the first attempt or even lying under the sun on a warm winter evening. These factors of happiness are very small but the contempt and bliss you get doing them are incomparable to anything. This is exactly the sensation I felt when he hugged me and bit me and kissed me. Yet it was small but very soothing and comforting.
“Why are you smiling by yourself, honey?” I heard someone near me and looked up to find my mother observing me. I was so indulged in my own thoughts or maybe Eilj’s thoughts that I didn’t felt her presence. I don’t know for how long she was standing there, fixating her eyes to the changing gestures of my face.
“You know what happened, today mom?
