Serena adjusted Amy’s backpack and crouched to meet her daughter’s bright eyes.
The morning sun cast a soft glow over the school’s courtyard, where other parents were dropping off their children.
Serena gently tucked a loose strand of Amy’s hair behind her ear.
“Be a good girl today, okay?” Serena smiled warmly.
Amy nodded enthusiastically. “I will, Mommy!”
Serena placed a soft kiss on her daughter’s forehead, watching as she skipped off towards her classroom, her little figure disappearing among the crowd of children.
A soft sigh escaped Serena’s lips, mixed with pride and exhaustion.
She walked back to her car, her heels clicking softly against the pavement, oblivious to the storm that awaited her.
By the time she arrived at Rocky’s Design, the usual bustle of the lobby felt
