“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.”

Lane. We’ll go

no need for the formalities. See you soon!” Grace chortled happily,

Charles put his phone away and gave Sonia a resigned look. “Well, it looks

anyway. Now, we should probably go and pick out gifts for your parents.” With that, she linked arms with him and led him toward

through the boutiques in the mall, they finally picked out an elegant cloak for Grace and a tasteful necktie for

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 taken care of her ever since

pulled

though she noted that the house looked the same as it had

ran out of the house to greet her guest when she heard the sound of the car pulling up. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Sonia, and she

Lane,” Sonia greeted with

embraced, Charles stood by the side and drawled sarcastically, “Don’t mind

believe me when I say I’m getting tired of it. My attention is on Sonia now.

somewhat amused by the remark. “No, I

have,” Grace insisted. “Your

now I appear a little more slender than usual,” Sonia placated. “Alright, that’s

Grace took her by the hand and led her into

there was no one else at home but them, and

the past six years.” Ever since Grace watched the press conference, she had been wanting

life she had had with the Fullers, though she kept it brief to save Grace the

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, then

agreed as he bit into an

rage he felt never went away. That

sight of Charles and Grace’s outward concern, Sonia felt warmth course through her. Tears pricked her eyes as she said,

to a family was Grace and the rest of the Lanes. She might have been able to get them to stand up for her throughout her marriage to Toby, but they couldn’t come to her defense all the

Grace gently prodded the

but she smiled good-naturedly as

gesture and smoothed Sonia’s hair with

he sniffed the air curiously. “Mom, what do you have on the stove?

up with panic. She rose to

she rushed toward the kitchen to salvage the chowder simmering in the pot, and thankfully, she made it in time to keep the chowder from

Sonia and said, “Here you go, Sonia. Have some juice while you watch

nodded with a

and help

He could hardly believe what he had just heard as he pointed at

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