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She chuckled and we took our attention back to the movie. After an hour, the door opened and Maven came in with my mom. I sprang up from the couch, sprinting to the door and then hugged my mother who had just come back from a hospital checkup. "Good evening, ma'am," Violet greeted. "Evening, dear," my mom replied. "Mom, this is my friend Violet." "Nice to meet you." Violet smiled with a slight bow. "Thank you." "How was it?" I asked. "It was okay," Maven replied. "The weariness and all that. It's old people sickness."

She was an orphan so it was her dream to be a mother and give a complete family to you but alas she didn’t get the chance to fulfill your dream “. “ No !! dad, I am happy I got a beautiful family “, Avni said while choking her sobs. “ By the way, I have many clips like these as your mom recorded it so that in the future she will watch it with you “, Rakesh exclaimed. “ Can I see it, I want to know how my mother feels in those nine months “ Avni asked. “ Yeah! sure, let’s watch it together “, Rakesh said. The whole day they watched the video clips made by Nandini. …………

I sank deeper into my chair, and let out a slow, frsutrated breath. Vincent had disappointed me earlier. I still didn't understand how he'd lost. He was usually the best out there. Many even boasted of his battle skills. So then, what happened out there? How could he lose to the human? "That blasted girl," my mother hissed as she lowered herself beside me. "She is every bit as destructive as her mother ever was. A walking disaster."

"We love you, Mom," Vinny repeats. She bends down to hug them and kiss their heads, then she stands up again and I get up to hug her. My mom stopped growing at five foot three, so I stand four inches above her. "Are you going to get all jealous again?" She asks with an amused smile. I scoff.

If she did not do that, she knew that her mother would not take it lightly with the assistant. " Do you like it?" She asked and looked at her daughter with a smile. " Of course mom, I do!" She said and smiled but inwardly, all she wanted was just to buy it and leave. " Then try a few more." Her mother said excitedly while she gasped. She thought she had seen it all but she was seeing something else. Why should it be now that she was very embarrassed? She thought and itched her hair thinking of what to say but unfortunately, she could not think of any excuse at the moment.

As Vivian glanced down at her phone and saw a text from her mother, a wave of mixed emotions washed over her. A sinking feeling settled in her stomach, accompanied by a familiar sense of sadness and frustration. She knew from experience that her mother had a knack for using emotional blackmail to manipulate her. Reading the words on the screen, her heart sunk even further. The message accused Vivian of not showing up to support her sister, implying that she was selfish or uncaring. It struck a nerve deep within her, reopening old wounds and stirring up memories of a painful incident.

"Alright, alright, now we gon' call out our battlers on stage to rough it out with their voices and mad ass music skills. But before that, I just wan' hype mah boss. Dah lady. Mama dah mama! Make some noise for Chief. Mrs Ademayowa Bamgbose herself!" The crowd cheered as a tall dark skinned woman wearing a plain black guinea outfit and expensive shoes stood. She was curvy in an elegant way and had streaks of grey in her jet black hair. A wrap of what looked like cannabis sat in her mouth and she had a playful smile on her face. I glanced between Chief Bamgbose and Tife. The similarities were clear. He had his mom's exact eye colour, skin colour and hair colour. They even had the same jaw li

Margaret had always been persistent and there was no use keeping her waiting, so I answered. "Mother." I called. Her voice came through immediately with that quality of a woman who had seen something public involving her family and had several things to say about it. "Jonathan Blackwood," she said. "I saw a video online that is currently being shared by eight different news accounts. A park, police and a baby. I believe I need an explanation." "You do," I said. "But, I'm kind of busy now." "Jonathan!!" "Tomorrow, Mother. I promise." I kept my voice even. "There are things happening right now that I need to handle first."

Just like night we spent together watching a movie, I had to sit in till it reduces back to it’s normal size. Violet has become a big problem to Handel , she seems to have grown a tough skin the way she stares,I couldn’t tell if this was my fantasies talking or I had it all right . The cold water poured down my body,washing away every stress I had felt today. My eyes sprung open knowing I was too meet mum. Black had always been Moms favorite color and I have been made to please her. Mom meeting Violet wasn’t the best idea, I had thought. Hesitating had only made her demand more, calling Kang to set a meeting was the least she would do.

"We missed you bigtime, Bubu bear." "Missed you, too, Mom," Ira planted a kiss on his mother's cheek. "You don't have to call me Bubu bear for Pete's sake." Chloe caught a glimpse of his awkward smile which she found utterly ludicrous. Helena pulled away from their hug and giddily pinched both of his prominent sexy cheeks. She could tell Ira got his undeniable good looks from his mestiza Filipina mom while the authoritative manner was from his half-Turkish, half-Italian father. Such a great combination of DNA, she ought to herself. Not too long they were all settled in the spacious lounge area where a middle-aged woman showed up to serve assorted refreshments and tarts. It was as if Chloe's