LorenzoMy eyes darted towards the clock on my desk, willing the hands to move faster. "Mom, I think I need to leave. I have a meeting."My mom settled into the sofa, making herself comfortable. "Just a minute, dear. We need to talk.""What's wrong now?" I sighed, trying to hide my frustration."You don't want to talk to your mother now, do you?" she asked, catching my sign.I forced a smile. "Just busy, that's all."My mom's eyes narrowed. "Busy? You're always busy. But I know you're hiding something. You need to tell me everything. Everything about that girl, your relationship with her, your plans for the future?"I shifted in my seat, avoiding her gaze. "Mom, please. Can't this wait?""No, it can't," she said, her voice firm. "I need to know what's going on.""Mom, please!" I sighed."Okay, fine," she replied, rolling her eyes. "Anyway, I'm here for the vase."My eyes snapped back to hers. "Ooh… That vase.""I sent Toby to get it, but he never brought it back," she said, her brow f
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