Not just me & you anymore (G!P)

C. 6

Hello everyone! Sorry I'm a little bit late with posting, but here I am..! 

This chapter starts from where the previous one ended, so from a flashback...

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I didn't sleep all night, thinking about the mean things I said, the words I never wanted to hear from her mouth, but also the fact that Maya really had the courage to take the door and go out. I thought everything was fine between us, that there was harmony. I thought the choice to have a child together was not only shared, but also the culmination of a relationship that we are building day by day. Instead, after only a few months I already found myself alone at night, crying with my knees to my chest, not knowing how to find a way out. I am a person who has always kept everything to myself, I have never been the one to pick up the phone and call friends to cry on the phone, but never before have I wished to be different. Sometimes a shoulder to cry on and a pair of eyes that offer a different perspective can be salvation. It also doesn't help that today is Sunday and I have absolutely no commitments; in fact, I even have to choose how to entertain my daughter.

I don't hear from Maya for the entire day, but she surprises Viviana and me as we are on the couch wrapping up watching a cartoon before deciding what to cook for dinner. By now the time is quite late, for Viviana, so I assume that as the bad mom I sometimes turn into, I will make something quick, caloric and unhealthy for a child of her age. All alternatives reset, however, when Maya enters the house with three steaming pizzas. She greets us on the fly and then runs to the kitchen to put them down. When she hesitantly re-enters the living room, it is my daughter who is the first to take the floor-I found it strange that she never asked me about Maya, during the whole day, so I guess she created her own fantasy.

V < how was the beach, MayMay? Was it nice? Next time I want to come too!> Maya looks at me confused, for the first time since she came in our eyes meet and as usual the spark goes off so we remain suspended in our moment in silence. Viviana at that point looks away from the TV and turns to Maya again.

V < but you missed The Little Mermaid...> she comments as she returns to watching TV: my poor little girl is being subjected, because of me, to a crash course of Disney movies that by now no child her age will know, but that were fundamental in my childhood and that I want to share with my daughter. < you can watch the end..> she adds. < and then tell me what the sea was like?> Maya clears her throat and comes to sit next to us on the couch, still with her jacket on.

M < why do you say I was at the sea, little one? I was actually visiting Auntie Andy..> knowing where she spent the night reassures me, too, but my daughter gazes at her with a scowl.

V < so you watched a cartoon with Stefano instead of with me?> she asks: you can't say she didn't inherit my jealousy. Maya laughs, thankfully.

C < Viviana, be good..> I say.

M < no, Vivi, Stefano wasn't there. He had a day just with his dad, you had a day just with mom, and Andy and I had a day only for us between friends..> she reassures her. < did you have fun with mamma?> she asks.

V < there's the end..> my daughter points to the TV, practically shushing her. It's the ingenuity that takes for our gazes to meet again as we giggle softly. Only when the cartoon ends, does Maya dare to speak again, to say that she brought pizzas for everyone, if we feel like it. Of course Viviana jumps off the couch excitedly, not before jumping on Maya and giving her a kiss on the cheek.