"How are you, hija?" my mom spoke as we ate our dinner, she's talking to her friend's daughter, Lhea. I don't know why I always need to be present every time she's here. I knew he wanted the girl for me, but I never agreed with his plan. Although, I didn't decline either. I just let my mom think that I am following her orders. Well, as of now, there's nothing wrong with her plan. I'm not in a relationship, I also don't have someone I like. There's no need to oppose. "I'm doing good, Aunt. How about you?" the girl answered. I lazily tilted my head to look at her. She's pretty, I admit it though. We're friends too. Not bad for me. I saw her looking at me, her cheeks flushed when she found me staring at her. "It's okay. Even though I'm stressed here with my son," Mama complained. The girl, Lhea, chuckled. "Why, Aunt? Is there something wrong with your business?" Mom shook her head and looked at me with a sneer. I just remained my stoic face as I continued eating my food. "He's pl
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