You, Me & Love | Choni Story

Pt.4

[Next day]

Toni had woken up to the sound of Daen squealing, his mother Cheryl re-wrapping his arm. Rubbing her eyes, Toni sat up on the sofa sleeper. "Momma, Momma!" Daen exclaimed, running out to Toni on the sofa sleeper. 

"What's wrong, kid?" Toni asked, concerned. 

"Mommy hurt me," Daen replied, tears welling up in his eyes. 

"I'm not hurting you, I'm trying to re-wrap your scar," Cheryl explained, coming out of the bathroom. 

"Daen, let Mommy help you, okay?" Toni reassured him. 

"Okay, Momma," Daen mumbled, dragging himself into the bathroom.

"How do you do that?" Cheryl asked, puzzled. 

Toni smirked, teasing her. "Maybe they don't take you seriously," Toni said playfully. 

"Color me confused, they should listen to me more since I'm Mommy," Cheryl exclaimed. 

Toni got off the sofa sleeper, walked up to Cheryl, and kissed her tenderly. 

"I'll listen to you," Toni whispered. 

"Oh yeah?" Cheryl challenged. 

"Mhm," Toni confirmed, gazing into Cheryl's eyes. 

"How about you go check on Grace?" Cheryl suggested. 

"Really?" Toni asked. 

"Yes, she's still asleep. Can you get her and bring her to me so I can do her hair for the day?" Cheryl requested with a warm smile.

"Fine," Toni said.

She spotted Grace, still sound asleep in the bed. 

With a gentle smile, Toni leaned over and whispered, "Gracie Gracie, wakey wakey."

Grace stirred, her eyes drowsy but curious. She rubbed her gently, trying to adjust to the morning light. Toni sat down beside her, brushing her daughters hair away from her face. 

"Good morning, baby," Toni said softly, her voice filled with tenderness.

"Good morning mama," Grace said to her mother smiling. 

"There's my big girl," Toni said, her voice filled with pride.

 As she climbed out from under the covers, Grace's eyes met Toni's loving gaze. Without a moment's hesitation, she rushed into Toni's open arms, embracing her tightly.

Toni, overwhelmed by Grace's sweet display of affection, scooped her up, cradling her securely in her arms. Grace's small hand found its place around Toni's neck, gripping onto her like the anchor to her world. 

Toni walked to the bathroom, holding Grace in her arms. The morning sun cascaded through the windows, casting a warm glow on their faces. Grace looked up at her mama, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Mommy's going to do your hair, Gracie," Toni said, a smile playing on her lips. 

Without a second thought, Toni passed grace to Cheryl.

As Toni admired Cheryl doing Grace's hair and the reflection in the mirror, she realized that she needed to attend to her son. With a gentle kiss on Cheryl's cheek, Toni walked away, leaving her friend in awe of her newfound hairstyling talent.

Grace's curly locks were like a canvas, waiting to be transformed into a work of art.

They sat in front of the mirror. Cheryl carefully untangled Grace's hair, her fingers gliding through the soft strands with practiced ease. Grace giggled as she felt the gentle touch of the brush against her scalp.