Inlove With Gay Werewolf
I'm brought back to real life when the same woman in the pictures walks into the room with a cloth in her hands as she dries it.
"Oh, I didn't know we were having company," Ria's mother says and I immediately notice the accent she holds in her voice and it's beautiful.
"Hi, I'm Henry, you must be Mrs Tyler," I tell her, reaching out to shake her hand.
"Oh, please, call me Mara," she tells me as she reaches out to shake my hand Ria sets her bag down next to the couch before coming over to us.
I noticed the way Mara was giving me a look like she was trying to figure out who I was.