Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

"Okay, thank you for your hard work," Nyla replied.

"It's no trouble at all. I'll get back to cleaning now," the cleaning lady replied.

Nyla nodded. "Sure."

The cleaning lady quickly returned to the kitchen, and soon the sounds of clattering came from inside.

Nyla helped Harrison sit down on the sofa. He looked around the living room with a sense of nostalgia.

His eyes landed on the lines on the wall that marked Nyla's height, and he couldn't help but smile. "Nyla, go stand by that height chart. I want to see how tall you are now." Following his gaze, Nyla smiled and walked over to the entrance, leaning against the wall.

The highest mark barely reached her waist, and Harrison sighed softly. "I remember the last height mark was made by your mother."

Nyla nodded, a hint of sadness crossing her face. Not long after that line had been recorded, her parents had divorced.

had left the country, Nyla had been on her way to an out-of-town competition. She hadn't even had the chance to

became busier with work, her height was no longer marked on the wall. When the company finally stabilized, he moved them to a larger

had probably been trying to avoid thinking about her mother,

to be an effort to

the somber atmosphere, Damon spoke up.

about what her

suppressed her sadness and pointed to the room on the

The cat's ears and paws

approached the door, took a deep breath, and slowly

memories flooded back-Emerald sitting on the bed, telling her stories to help her sleep on restless nights, guiding her hand gently as she

tears, Nyla stepped into the

her in, glancing around the

wooden table, a wooden stool, a

was covered with an old patterned bedspread and quilt, neatly folded with a small pillow.on top.