Gift (i)

Lying next to his mother, Aiden told her where and when to meet Amy.

"Do you think I should go and get her from her house, Mama?"

Almira shook her head. She understood a few things about the little cat from the conversation with his son. She was young, like her son. She had a considerate personality. And she was definitely shy.

The last part could have been a bit of a problem for her son. If the girl couldn't express herself correctly and her son upset this little girl without realizing it in the future, her son would definitely get depressed.

Well, there was nothing she could do. The only thing she could do as a mother was to support her son when that day came. If she interfered in every moment of her son's life, her son would not be able to grow up.

She didn't care at all about the maturity left over from his past life. After all, he was her little son.