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, Alec tried to make him understand. " Dad! I know what I am doing. Trust me I will not take any step that will hurt us. ", Alex assured. Alec sighed and said, " I hope so ! ". ................... In the morning Anjali woke up in a grumpy mood, she was missing Amara. " Rose, when will mommy come back ? ", she asked. " Very soon! your mommy will come back home very soon . ", Stephen picked Anjali in his arms. " Dad! I want mommy ", Anjali asked.

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Selene appeared in front of the little me and I stopped crying instantly, launching myself into her arms. “Mumma I’m hungry” little me cried. I called her ‘Mumma’. I don’t remember that. I don’t remember having a mother or even thinking that I had a mother. Selene pulled me from her arms and sat me back on the ground. She waved her hands in front of her and a plate of meat and vegetables appeared. Little me squealed excitedly and dug into the food, basically inhaling it. Watching the scene, another wave washed through me. I remember the taste of the food that she often brought me. I remember her playing with me, bathing me, brushing my hair. I remember her taking care of me when I needed her

Mom Amour stared at the girl very fiercely, showing that she really didn't like what the child had done. “What's wrong with me, Mom? Why did Mom behave like this? What have I done," Amour said through tears, but was thoroughly ignored by the mother. For the woman who was no longer young, Amour's tears were of no use at all, actually making her even more disgusted with the girl herself. “Get out of my sight right now, you kid is useless!” the mommy chased away, turning her face away from Amour.

It felt good to see that she was making an effort to do some things right. “I saw that earlier…” She was talking about the conference meeting playing on TV. “Yes, and I’ve been trying to reach her, but it’s not going through. I hope she’s okay.” Mrs. Carter sounded worried, rubbing her tummy. Her tummy was growing bigger each day, and now it was way bigger than a full Asian-grown watermelon. “She’ll be okay.” My mum assured her. “I thought we should celebrate.” She added. Mrs. Carter stared at her questioningly.

David said and smirked when he saw the scowl on his fucking parents face. Jade eyes then turned to Alicia. Alicia flinched from the little boy intense stare. " Who is she..? " Jade asked his siblings in a whisper. " Oh that lady.? She's Miss Alicia. She wanted to be our mom but Daddy and us didn't allow her to." Jake whispered back to his brother. Jade smirked before approaching Alicia. " Miss Alicia.... are you really sure you can't walk and you are going to die soon?" Mrs Westwood and Alicia paled before masking their fear.

She tied her hair into a rough ponytail and sat opposite Zane. "I haven't eaten something like this before. Thanks" "I'll do anything for you" he said. "Besides, how about your mother? Is she well now?" Paige asked, digging into her chicken laps. Zane furrowed his eyebrows, trying to understand what Paige was talking about. "My mom? She's dead..like three years ago" he said. Paige stopped eating and raised her head to stare at him. "You..you told me that your mom was in the hospital and she needs treatment"

Turo said. My brow furrowed. What the what? "Do we have to implement said plans?" Nik asked. "I'm not going to put our time and effort into these plans if they're just mental exercises." Momma stood up, Amara in her arms. She walked over. "The winner of stage three will be the new boss of the Amatucci family." You could have heard a ghost sigh as quiet as the room got at Momma's statement. She smiled, hoisted Amara up a little higher. "I have grandbabies now. With more on the way. I'm also an old woman. With the babies here, I want to retire."

“Mommy forgets to eat a lot, so Cece always gets mad.” I smiled wryly. Of course. Nothing’s changed. Max picked up his ice cream again, then looked at me with wide eyes. “Mommy’s a genius, Daddy. Cece says Mommy could hack the Pentagon.” I chuckled, holding back laughter. “She said that?” Max nodded seriously. “Yeah! But Mommy says Cece’s just being dramatic.” I could picture Belva ranting while typing fast on her laptop, Clara sitting next to her rolling her eyes. I leaned forward a little. “At home, what does Mommy like to do?”