Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

“Yes. She was such a strong woman. Went through a lot of shit but she
would’ve done anything for her family. She loved flowers, you know? And
she was super crafty too, a real artist.”
“Yeah. I remember your treasure box, you said she’d made it. It’s a
beautiful piece.” I nodded wordlessly as I recalled the day she gave it to me
with a smile.
She knew I loved that piece and she said I should take it and give it to my
daughter so that she could pass it on too. Like a legacy of some sorts.
“It’s crazy how I had a totally different idea of who she was. It’s almost
like there were two completely different sides to Marcella Raymonds.” I
gulped, tensing a little bit. He was right, in a way.
We stayed in blissful silence for a few minutes before Maddox broke it.
“Sofia, I… I wanted to ask you something. It’s about Valentina.” I
frowned and turned around so I was laying on my stomach, bracing my arms
on his chest and awaiting his next words.
He looked like he didn’t know how to start and for a second I thought he
was going to talk about that shrink from his precinct again. I wasn’t as
opposed as I used to be about Sofia talking to someone if she wanted to, but I
really didn’t want it to be what’s-her-face.
Yet, what he said instead filled my heart with joy.
“It’s about that daddy-daughter dance her school organized.” He
swallowed thickly and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear. “Would you
be mad if I asked her to go with me? I’m not trying to replace your dad or
anything, I know it would be impossible, but I thought since I’m—” My lips
smashing onto his seemed to shut him up. He kissed me back almost instantly
making me moan softly before pulling back.
“You can ask her. You have my blessing. In fact, she was gonna ask you
tonight, she spent an hour in her room trying to work up the courage to ask