Alaia smiled. “Hey Ma.” “That’s better… we’re gonna talk later… we are all well overdue for some girl time.” She looked back at Erin, and Capri, who kissed our mother and breezed by. Having my mother accept Alaia in the way that she did always made me feel good. I already knew I made the right decision picking her up from that apartment that day, but my family accepting her solidified it.
cause alaia is perfection in every way
