"So you call that place home eih? Four months ago you were complaining that we were sending you to prison" my mother said chuckling making me glare at her.

What.

Ofcourse i did call it home because my love was always there at the end of the day.

So yes it was my home and he was my home too.

"What? You are mad because i stated facts?" My mother asked again drilling the shyness in me to come out and it did.

"You make it sound like i was crying" i murmured walking ...