I didn't wait for Will to ask twice, I found myself in the kitchen arranging some spaghetti and fried chicken. As I served the meal, I kept tearing up, and I didn't know why! “Stupid tears!” I murmured as I wiped my tears. I didn't want my tears to drop in the food, didn't want it getting salty or, for any reason, Will doesn't enjoy it anymore. I kept wiping my tears away until I was done in the kitchen. I wanted to be the one to serve him, so when the cooks asked to help me take the food to the dining room, I refused. I wanted to serve my son, who wanted to eat my food. I had to walk back and forth, but I didn't care. Will was already seated on the dining chair, along with Grandfather. Although Will didn't say a word, I could tell that he was anticipating the meal, just with the glow in his eyes. As I served his food on his plate in front of him, I saw the lady, Mia, standing behind him. She didn't bother to sit, and I didn't care, I just wanted Will to like me. “Thank you,” I
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