As I stopped my pace right in front of him, he asked, “who is she? And did she address you as mommy? You have a daughter and you never mentioned it to me.”
“How can I have a daughter?” A suppressed laughter escaped from my mouth.
“Then? Explain!” Treycen ordered in his usual tone of voice.
“When I came outside, I saw her sitting alone. I asked her who she is with. Then she addressed me as her mother,” I began explaining.
“Weh? Just because you asked who is she with, she calls you mommy?” He confusedly asked.
“No! That’s not the fact. She calls me mommy because I and her mother look alike. I even inquired from the receptionist and she too said the same that Anna came here with me,” I added.
“What? Why would her mother look like you? And how are you so sure about it? And why didn’
