Melissa’s POV
Dimitry’s mother?
I thought his mother was dead. Anyway, let me change quickly and meet this woman who is supposedly his mother. I grab one of the dresses daddy and I bought earlier. It is black with big white flowers. It has short sleeves and very loose, no matter how hot it gets I will love wearing this dress, it allows enough air in. If it gets cold, it is definitely not a good choice. But I like it because I am sure I will be able to wear it when I am heavily pregnant and ready to pop.
I slip some slippers on then walk out of the room. My hair is still tied up in a messy ban from this afternoon. It is hot and having my hair loose is annoying my neck and back. It gets so hot and uncomfortable.
“Hello.” I greet as I enter the living room.
“Hi dear,” she smiles and gets
