Celeste’s POV“Celeste? We need to talk.” My mother, Anika, said taking a seat right beside me. We rarely talked nowadays, yet we maintained the close mother-daughter bond we had since the beginning. I sent a text to one of my friends before turning to face her. “Yeah, what’s up?” I asked. Meeting her ocean-blue eyes, I couldn’t help but notice a tinge of emotion rooted deep in them. That’s when I knew that something was up. “Mom, are you okay?” I tossed my phone down on the couch, shifting closer to her. She nodded, clearing her throat, “Goodness me. I’m getting a little emotional here, don’t mind your little old lady.” She giggled, trying to wear down the emotion of the moment. “Well…” I leaned forward, “Tell me, what’s the tea?”Mom took a shaky breath, bobbing her leg up and down as she gave a small smile. This meant good news.But, the words that left her mouth next were more shocking than anything. “I’ve been seeing someone for a while, and….” she held her breath, “He prop
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