Told from barista’s (Donatella's) point of view

My girl was doing great. My mother already took her in as another daughter. And Mia adored her. Asking permission from my parents first. Alina promised to teach her how to throw a proper punch after we finished eating. And my dad loved her manners and strength. Alina instantly bonded with each of them as well. Especially Mia who sat on her lap the entire lunch. She looked at Mia like she was a little sister. Alina held my hand the entire time. Even if it meant battling Mia one handed. Everything was perfect.