Betty’s P.O.V.
“So… what are you thinking about what Kevin asked the last night?” I asked Maria while sipping my coffee. We were inside the kitchen and I was sitting on a stool near the aisle. She was preparing our dinner. She was making waffles and pancakes for the breakfast. “Betty… you know that I am not comfortable with these kinds of talk, right?” Maria said with a warning look. I sighed and then looked at her back again. She was working on the stove and had her back towards me.
“Maria… we are only the one for each other. You have me and I have you. You have given up so much in your life only for me”, I saw her shoulders going up and down and then she moved back towards me. “I did what I felt to do. You were no burden for me that time and not now”, she was determined on her words an
