Yelena sat on the couch flipping through the channels on the TV. She wore only loose fitting shorts and a tank top. Her hair was pulled back in a low bun. There was a fresh bowl of macaroni and cheese in her lap, that you had made for her.

“These channels on your TV are horrible.” She called out in her russian accent.

You hadn’t responded, just came out holding a book of photos. Yelena recognized it instantly, it had all her baby photos in it.

“no- what are you doing? put that back..” She said, shoving the book closed the second you opened it. The embarrassment could already be picked up in her tone.

“no, i am not about to be harassed about being a cute baby.”