Clara stood in the room that was going to be her children's room soon. Her hand was folded across her chest. She had given Mia the work of decorating the room and was expecting to see many things that would be wrong, but now, as she stood in the room, staring at how beautiful it was, she was short of words. It reminded her of their room when they still lived together. Everything had been arranged according to perfection. Clara turned to look at Mia, who was standing beside her, and Mia was expecting a complaint. She was used to it. Instead, she got something else. "Good job, this will do," she got a compliment. Mia's eyes grew wide in surprise. "What!?" She couldn't stop the words before they left her mouth. Clara shook her head and scoffed. "For once in your life, you finally did one thing right. I will ask the housekeeper to hand you your bonus. "