Tina observed my movements and asked, "Are you done?"
I nodded affirmatively and expressed my gratitude, "Yes, thank you for the breast milk. I truly enjoyed it." Despite the mutual pleasure we had derived from the experience, it was only fitting to show my appreciation for the delightful taste of her milk.
When Tina gently tousled my hair once more, I sensed her reluctance to let go, but eventually, she reluctantly withdrew her arm from my shoulders.
"KNOCK!" "KNOCK!"
In that instant, a series of knocks resounded through the door. I found myself wondering who it could be, contemplating whether Miss Lyra had yet another visitor. Yet, as I glanced at the expressions on Miss Lyra's and Tina's faces, it was clear that they knew exactly who it was.
