Aria’s POV
At the office the next morning, I was still reeling from William calling me Mom. It had been such a special moment, I was sure it would stay with me forever, until the day I died. I hoped beyond hope, that he would still consider me his mother, even after he had grown up.
At the very least, I hoped he would think of me fondly.
With a smile on my face, I walked through the hallways to my office. There, on my desk, I found a small bag and a cup of coffee from my favorite café. Inside the bag was my favorite jelly pastry from that café’s bakery.
This was an exceedingly nice gesture, made by someone who knew me well, but what would be the occasion? It wasn’t my birthday.
Maybe Liam was just trying to be nice?
I had been giving him the runaround lately. Even though Sophia’s ac
