a moment

The smell of hot chocolate cake penetrated my mind every now and then.

It was the same for ten years. Almost.

I grew up in this small little world created by my mother when she decided to move to a new memory.

“Honey, you shouldn’t be staring at the food only.”

Oh! That was my aunt.

She had decided to move in with us when we settled down here.

The paintings on the wall stared right back at me when I looked up at my aunt.

“It’s okay, Aunt Leda. I’m not hungry anyway.”

I pushed my hair back casually.

“Don’t tell me you’re dieting again.”

My mother voice came at me hard like a healthcare therapist.

“No, mom. I’m just don’t feel like eating.”

I pushed the plate out of my sight.

You know what they say.

‘Out of sight, out of mind’.

“Okay, I’m heading out.”

I picked up my books and bag while heading out.

“Honey, aren’t you forgetting something?”

Aunt Leda raised her eyebrow at me.

“Alright.”

I kissed them goodbye.

“I love you, Aunt Leda. Love you too, mom.”

I headed out of the cafe without looking back.

“Love you too.”

Their voices came like a flashback movie when I closed the door behind me.