“It’s not you I’m looking for; I want to speak to Sonia. Is she there with you?” Grace asked on the other line, prompting Charles to glance over at Sonia.

“She’s here,” he answered.

 

“Pass the phone to her.”

Having made a noise of agreement, Charles handed Sonia his phone while saying, “Here, it’s my mom.”

Sonia took the phone over and greeted pleasantly, “Mrs. Lane.”

“Sonia! I’ve missed you so much.” Grace beamed as soon as she heard Sonia’s voice on the other end of the call.

 

Sonia, on the other hand, smiled as well. “I’ve missed you, too, Mrs. Lane.”

“You could always drop by to see me, you know,” Grace pointed out, feigning dejection.

 

“Sorry, Mrs. Lane. I’ve been tied up with tons of stuff recently. I barely have time to breathe,” Sonia winced and said apologetically.

“Well, you could come over for a meal right now if you have the time. I’ll bust out a few of my best recipes for you,” Grace cajoled kindly.

Sonia was just about to say something when Charles—who had been eavesdropping—spoke up instead. “Mom, I’m bringing my darling for seafood.”

Grace, however, was insistent as she countered, “You know how restaurants never run a quality check on their seafood supplies, and it’s not as if they could do better than me when it comes to cooking.”

the offer, Mrs. Lane. We’ll go over

you soon!” Grace chortled happily, elated that the younger girl had agreed

gave Sonia a resigned look. “Well, it

next time, anyway. Now, we should probably go and pick out gifts for your parents.” With that, she linked

the boutiques in the mall, they finally picked out an elegant cloak for

the Reeds, and their relationship was more family than anything else. In particular, Grace had been best friends with Sonia’s mother. As far as Sonia was concerned, Grace was like a second mother to her, having

wasn’t long before Charles and Sonia pulled

the first time Sonia had dropped by in six years, though she noted that the house looked the same as it had before. As such, she did not feel out of place at all and rather felt a warm sense of

sound of the car pulling up. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Sonia, and she approached the latter with her arms spread

Sonia greeted with

stood by the side and drawled sarcastically, “Don’t mind me, Mom. I’m just your biological son,

eyes as she said pointedly, “I see you every day, and believe me when I say I’m getting tired of it. My attention is on Sonia now. Come here, Sonia, let me take a good look at you!” She clasped Sonia’s hands in hers and slowly spun her

amused by the remark. “No,

have,” Grace insisted. “Your

a little more slender than usual,” Sonia placated. “Alright, that’s enough fretting, Mrs. Lane. Shall we head

Come along, then.” Grace took her by

entering the villa, Sonia noted that there was no one else at home but them, and

why don’t you tell me how you’ve been for the past six years.” Ever since Grace watched the press conference, she had been wanting to know all

the life she had had with the Fullers, though she kept it

the last of the story. She slapped the edge of the coffee table in a physical show of frustration and snapped, “I knew those Fullers were rotten! You should have told us how badly they were treating you, Sonia. If you had told us,

agreed as he bit into an apple. “That’s what I told her,

had kept mum about her abusive marriage wounded him, and the rage he felt never went away. That being said, he was less angry with her than he

through her. Tears pricked her eyes as she said, “I didn’t

her throughout her marriage to Toby, but they couldn’t come to her defense all the time. Besides, they weren’t actually related to her, which meant her troubles would only grow to become an unnecessary burden for them. She would rather give them a peace of mind than

to do with you?” Grace gently

but she smiled good-naturedly as she wrapped the latter’s

at this gesture and smoothed Sonia’s hair with motherly

the air curiously. “Mom, what do

snapped out of her thoughts, and her eyes lit up with panic. She rose to her feet in a flurry and exclaimed,

a second longer, she rushed toward the kitchen to salvage the chowder simmering in the pot, and thankfully, she made it in time to

juice while you watch a

nodded

a look. “Come and help me

blinked. He could hardly believe what he had just heard as he pointed

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