Chapitre 37: My mother's tears

And becuase of that, I didn't mind the journey or the stress of going back and forth, as long as it ends in me knowing how her insides feels like.

Agreeing with a nod, I acknowledged her words. Her lips curved into a charming smile as she responded, "Splendid! Let's freshen up and get into our day."

"We," I blurted out in confusion, feeling like I had just stumbled into a conversation that was already in progress.

The look on her face was one of curious amusement, as if she was trying to solve a puzzle. "You bathed with your aunt Greta to save water, yet you're surprised about bathing with your mother?" Her eyebrow arched up, challenging me to explain myself. Before I could even respond, she flicked her fingers against my forehead with a playful smirk."Don't tell me you forgot about all those memories of bathing with me and your sisters too," she teased,  with a suspicious glint in her eyes.