Novel & Cerita Mom Pov Darla

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

But there had been too many men coming, and they couldn't shake them. Her mother had come out of nowhere, a plain woman in a plain car, white at the temples, a housewife who had never known anything about gangsters or guns. But the moment she heard her daughter was being hunted, she came. The car shot like an arrow onto the mountain road and rammed itself sideways across the lane, blocking the cars chasing them. The crash was loud enough to split the air. Her mother died right there. Ethan, holding her bloodied body, had sworn through red eyes that Vivian would be his only wife. The only one. Ever.

"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

she says shaking her head in disappointment “I can't believe we dined with the devil,” my mom says next to me almost shaking. Thankfully Rachel and her husband went on their honeymoon so she won't be stressed over this but with Rafaelle uploading that video on social media she will see it and so will Bella’s family. Before I can finish thinking my phone rings on the floor and I see it's Bella’s Dad calling. He has been doing better these few days and Bella was heavy on not stressing him at all, this will totally weigh him down.

Her face was pale as she continued, "That's how your father died too." My heart skipped a beat. Didn't Dad die because Mom killed him after he tried to sell me off to some human traffickers? Grandma and Mom… Could one of them have lied to me? My expression remained unchanged as Grandma continued, "Your mother insisted on changing your fate, so she took on what was supposed to happen to you and died a tragic death in return." I'd heard from my neighbors that Grandma used to volunteer as a teacher in Nungaar territory. Grandma allegedly cured many children of their nightmares after returning home and even knew how to cleanse negative energies. She was a greatly respected elder back in my homet

“Mom used to train horses. She doesn't even do that now.” “Jesus, River, you should tell your mother–” “You think I haven’t?” River snapped. River bowed his head and shook it. He moved out of my grasp. “I have told her, Dallas. She acted like she didn't hear what I said. My mom is losing her mind. I’m not sure if it’s from all the drinking or if she’s just in denial since my dad died. She's not the same as she was, trust me. I don't even think she cares about much of anything anymore.”

Mom forced a smile, pretending like she didn't hear, but I knew the smile sparkled in her eyes. The door was knocked on a minute later. I smoothed out my shirt and opened the door. Darla stood in front of me, dressed in a dark blue blazer and skin-tight pants, her hair pulled back tidily. Even in a casual setting, she carried that air of calm self-possession. "Good morning," I said, moving aside to allow her entrance. "Mornin'," she replied with a correct nod before moving inside behind me. Mom was huddled on the couch, a blanket around her legs. Darla's expression softened the instant she saw her. "Good morning, ma'am," she replied warmly.

* |•Darrel's pov •| I moved inside the house and met mom on the couch ,filling her nails. "Gosh you ladies sure have a problem . You're filling your nails this late ?" I asked. She looked up and when she saw me her face brightened up . "Darrel . What a pleasant surprise " she beamed out smiles. "Yeah ,a surprise it is " I nodded. "Okay ,you don't look like you have come here on your own accord ,it seems something is bothering you and we are the one you could think of at the moment to talk about that.

I was crying like a baby for this scene 😢😢😢💔💔💔💔. This is so heartbreaking 💔💔💔💔. Rara had a real miscarriage if you want to know 😭😭😭😭. Poor Rara. Alda is Gerald's mom who passed away years ago 💔💔💔😢😢😢🥺

Alice Pov "I gave Dustin a strong slap in his face after I discovered his secret relationship with my cousin, Dindi. My whole body trembled with anger, and if I couldn't control myself, I might have killed them now. "How dare you to deceive me, Dustin! After I picked you up from the trash and dressed you, is this how you repay me? To deceive me and make me look foolish?" My chest heaved with intense anger during these moments. I just came from the house of my best friend, Jana, when I received a call on my cellphone from an acquaintance who lives in the same condo as my boyfriend.