Valeria's POV
"Oh my goodness," she breathed out, pulling Elliot into a careful hug. "You must be Elliot. I've heard so much about you."
Elliot looked up at her with curious eyes. "Mommy said you have cookies?"
Isabella laughed. "I do, but first come inside." She turned to me and pulled me into a brief hug. I was stunned at first, but I easily gave in. I knew Isabella was the nicest and she was happy about her grandson but I was unsure where we stood now. It would take some time for us to integrate back into the warmth we had before things got messy between us.
Despite it being so many years since I'd last seen her, Isabella Thorne hadn't aged a bit. For a 56 year old woman, she was defying the odds. Of course being the matriarch of one of the richest families in the city certainly he
