Maria
My chest seems to tighten at the thought of my mother. Elaine is like a second mother to me and I owe everything to her, but the woman in front of me, her wanting to get to know me after all these years, leaves me with more questions than answers. "Come Maria, give me a hug at least." Azzurra says, stretching her arms out. I bite my tongue and move in for a side hug, because no way in hell am I going to full-blown hug this woman. She didn't seem to mind the short side hug, and released me as soon as it was over. "So, what... what are you wearing?" Azzurra asked me, pointing her finger at me in an up and down motion. I looked down at my black leggings and plain white t-shirt. I didn't see anything wrong with what I was wearing. I mean to me, it's comfortable, and I wasn't planning
