Eleanor Osborne:-
" Honey, are you doing okay because you look sick and tired? Are you feeling well? Is the baby okay?" the sweet old lady and owner of the cafe asked with a polite smile on her face. She is like a mother figure to me because she treats me like her daughter. Her name is Carla and holds a very big and kind heart. She is married to a very kind man but unfortunately, they weren't blessed with the baby since Carla was infertile but that didn't stop her husband from loving her. Now, that's what I call true love.
"Carla, trust me I am fine. It's the seventh time you have asked me this question." I tell her with a smile as I taste the pasta sauce to make sure it is well cooked and full of rich taste.
"I will worry because you have been standing on your feet for the whole day an
