*Nigel's POV*
Today was tea and biscuits day with my mom. I know she’s going to ask me a hundred questions about Sophie. Though she only met Sophie briefly, I wondered what her impression of Sophie was.
“Mom, I’m here!” I called out. I let myself in and met my mother at the patio.
“Are we not having tea in the tearoom today?” I asked.
"So, I met Sophie and can certainly see why you are attracted to her. Do you think she's the one?" my mother completely ignored my question.
"Mom, please," I pouted.
"What? I can tell you are smitten by her, Nigel."
“Mom. I-"
"And I wanted to give you something because I can see the sparkle in your eyes."
"What do you have for me?" I asked.
"I'll be right back," she said as she exited the room.
I placed my hand on my chin and contemplated what she could possibly want to give me. I had everything I needed and wanted.
My mother entered the room again and handed me a handmade wooden jewelry box.