Alienor smiled lightly, pinching Leonel's cheeks as though he was still a little boy. She hadn't gotten to do this and took pleasure in every second. Unfortunately, she didn't get to see Leonel's embarrassed expression, she was certain that a 26 year old having his cheeks pinched by his mom like this might react with a blush, but Leonel only stared at her with certainty and stability.
Inwardly, she couldn't help but laugh to herself. Confidence and self-assurance wasn't something that Leonel lacked, half of her speech was probably useless. Her son didn't gain validation from others, but the problem was that he was walking down a path of cruelty that was almost impossible to turn back from, and she wasn't sure that she had helped him turn back.
