It's not time yet

[ Denise's POV ]

I looked at Mavis who was smiling so fondly at my sister, and at the same time, caressing her hair that was styled in two ponytails. I raised my hand, and it slowly landed on my chest, and I could feel the beating of my heart. Mavis just said he loves me, and it felt so real and true, unlike when he said those three words to his mom when we were faking to be in love. Does Mavis really love me, or is he just making that up? I thought within me, as my eyes never left Mavis's face.

"Why are you looking at your husband like you haven't met him before?" My mom asked, and her voice woke me up from my thoughts. I looked at Mavis, and he beamed a smile at me.

"Let's eat" My mom said, and we went to the dining table. We had only three chairs because it has just been Angela, my mom and I who always eats at our little dining table.

"I will sit in uncle Mavis's lap" Angela said, smiling. Mavis has been carrying her because Angela refused to come down from his body, and she saw t