#Chapter160 The Good Mother
Her hips swayed from side to side as she hummed to the love jam by Amanda Black playing in the background.
It was a good morning. In fact, the best one she had ever had in a while.
It felt like a brand new beginning for her, like she was given a second chance to make things right.
Last night was a great start. She felt her cheeks burn at the thought, her cheekbones were even hurting from smiling nonstop.
She could still feel his arms around her, her body moulding into his like hot magma, his voice whispering sweet nothings in her ear.
It was magical and full of love, it was a true reminder of their wedding night and every night that followed before their relationship went through an ice age.
