ELARA’S POV

“Good morning, darling,” my mother greeted sweetly, pulling me into a quick, but gentle hug.

“Good morning, Mom,” I said playfully, placing a light peck on both cheeks.

Then I pulled back.

But she kept her gaze intently on me, examining me closely. “What’s this about?” she asked, her brow furrowing slightly.

Her voice held a hint of suspicion, I knew what she was saying, my face flushed red with embarrassment.

“Uhmm… nothing,” I said, giggling a ...