MIA’S POV:
I woke up to find myself in my mother’s lap. She was asleep, resting her head on the crown of the old rusty bed, with her hands entangled in my straw-colored locks. She looked so peaceful and tranquil, maybe one day I could see this look on her face when she was awake. I unintentionally cupped her beautiful snow-white face in my hands and kissed her cheeks, her forehead and then all over her face. She had done so much for me all these years. She sacrificed her dignity and herself only to shield me from the filth of the world we live in. She raised me like a lotus in a pool of dirty water. How can I not love this woman?
She woke up by my sudden attack on her face. Rubbing her eyes she glanced at me with her blue eyes filled with regret and grief. I knew that she knows. Her fac
