ANDREW POV :
Miss Celine brings the cake and I help myself as I fill my plate with a piece of cake and start devouring it. It tastes delicious.
Tessa cooks everything delicious.
“Wow, Tessy, it's delicious… but not better than my mom’s.” I compliment her and didn’t even realize that these days I have started talking with her about my mom without feeling any stress or anxiety.
I wonder if I would be able to handle any panic attacks on my own.
I continue digging into my cake and when I look up I realize the way Tessa is staring at me like I am out of this world, “What?”
“I have never seen you like this, you look like a child.” She says with a broad smile.