He would hold me tightly in his arms and say that marrying me was the greatest blessing of his life when he was in love.
If I had not overheard what he said that day, I could not believe that he, who was so thoughtful, could be such a heartless and ungrateful beast.
I took the cup of hot tea and drank it in silence.
After a while, the doorbell rang.
"It must be Lauryn coming."
My daughter jumped up excitedly and ran over to open the door.
I saw my best friend, Lauryn Hansen, standing at the door carrying a lot of bags.
Seeing her daughter, her face was full of laughter.
"Briela, the weather has gotten colder recently, so I bought you some thick clothes."
"And ah, didn't you say last time that you liked the pastries I made? This time, I made you some more."
Briela's eyes curved into crescents and she smiled. "Thank you, Lauryn. You are the best to me!"
Lauryn put down her things, held her daughter in her arms and said affectionately, "Of course, you are my sweetheart!"
"I wish I could give you all the good things in the world!"