\u201cI see,\u201d I breathed. \u201cYou have no idea how badly I\u2019ve missed you, Dad. I\u2019ve been worried every day.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, I\u2019m home now and we don\u2019t have to worry about something like that ever happening again. Alpha Landry made it so I won\u2019t lose my company and we are back up and running.\u201d<\/p>\n
Relief flooded me; things seemed as if they were back to normal.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m glad that things are working out and they seem to be going back to normal,\u201d I said, a small smile lighting up my face.<\/p>\n
My mother nodded in agreement as she wrapped an arm around her mate, kissing his cheek gently. They might be my adoptive parents, but they were the only family I ever knew, and they never made me feel like anything less than their true daughter. I would do anything for my family and loved them so much\u2026 I knew they would do anything for me too.<\/p>\n
\u201cPerhaps we should go out tonight,\u201d my mother suggested. \u201cJust us three. We can go to dinner at Whimsical Whisk, the new fancy restaurant that has just opened.<\/p>\n
I nodded in agreement.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat would be great,\u201d I told her.<\/p>\n
She smiled thoughtfully and my father nodded as well; he looked tired, I knew it was because of the healing his wolf was doing, it was not only healing him but also draining him.<\/p>\n
A few hours later, we went to the Whimsical Whisk. It was nice going out as a family, something I didn\u2019t think we\u2019d ever get to do again. My father wore a nice suit and had a smile on his face as my mother clung to his arm. My heart swelled at the sight of them. I hope that one day I\u2019ll get to have a love like theirs.<\/p>\n
The waitress brought us over to a table and after we thanked her, we took our seats with the menus.<\/p>\n
We kept getting passing by looks by curious bystanders; or rather, I was getting passing by looks by bystanders. I\u2019m assuming they must have seen me in the competition and had a ton of questions for me.<\/p>\n
As I scanned the nice restaurant, my eyes found a familiar person across the room at a booth.<\/p>\n
Daisy Baldwin.<\/p>\n
She was with an older woman with greying brown hair and an elegant shimmering black dress that hugged her curves perfectly. She had familiar looking eyes, and she honestly looked as if she had never smiled a day in her life. There was something about that woman that looked familiar to me, but I couldn\u2019t figure out what it was.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, how\u2019s your tutoring job going?\u201d My father asked, bringing me back to the current moment. \u201cTell me everything I\u2019ve missed and don\u2019t leave anything out.\u201d<\/p>\n
I told him most everything about my job, including how much I loved it. But as I spoke, my eyes kept flickering back to Daisy and that woman. Who was she?<\/p>\n
Daisy was talking her ear off, and she seemed to be hanging onto each word that<\/p>\n
Daisy spoke. I wished I could get closer so I could hear them.<\/p>\n
Soon, our meals arrived, and I had forgotten about Daisy or that<\/p>\n
woman. But midway through dinner,<\/p>\n
\u0e40\u0e27\u0e19<\/p>\n
I had to use the restroom, so I excused myself. That must have been when Daisy found the prime opportunity because she was blocking my way to the bathroom with her body once I reached the hallway.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, Judy. Didn\u2019t expect to see you here,\u201d Daisy said, raising her perfectly<\/p>\n
trimmed eyebrows. \u201cNo Gavin?\u201d<\/p>\n
I pressed my lips together in a thin line.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m with my family. I need to use the rest room,\u201d I told her as I tried to get around her. I knew I could fight her if I had to, but I didn\u2019t want to cause a scene in the middle of this fancy restaurant.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, but we have talked properly yet.<\/p>\n
I hope there are no hard feelings about what happened the other day,\u201d she said, a fake smile lighting up her face.<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course not,\u201d I said with my own sarcastic and forced smile.<\/p>\n
The woman Daisy had dinner with stepped beside her, her lips turned down in a<\/p>\n
thin frown as she studied me.noveldrama<\/p>\n
\u201cJudy, have you met Donna yet?\u201d Daisy asked.<\/p>\n
I looked at the woman; she was even more familiar up close.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t believe so,\u201d I said, studying her.<\/p>\n
The woman held out her hand, dismissively.<\/p>\n
\u201cDonna Landry,\u201d she introduced, making my heart drop into my stomach.<\/p>\n
That was how she looked familiar, she was a Landry. She had Gavin and Irene\u2019s<\/p>\n
eyes.<\/p>\n
Daisy grinned when she noticed the shocked expression on my face.<\/p>\n
\u201cDonna is Gavin\u2019s mother.<\/p>\n
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