Iris:
She nodded slowly and lowered her gaze, possibly hiding her tears.
"You're right," she whispered, sniffling as she wiped them away. "I'll leave you with your children now. Please eat something and drink your juice. They really prepared it with love."
She said that before walking out of the room
She had brought in quite a lot of snacks. There were children's glasses filled with juice, and one glass for me with pineapple juice in it.
I was not really feeling like drinking it, but Zoe had told me that my children had actually gone into the kitchen to request the juice for me.
There were snacks too, sandwiches and cheese balls.
"Mommy, have a juice."
Just like I had expected, little Amy quickly grabbed the glass to give it to me. There was a confident look on her face. I smiled at her tiny hands holding the glass.
"Mommy, I made it for you," Amy uttered, smiling widely.
