Ava Summer
Rhys mother's apartemen was not far from the elevator, just few steps and we were there. Rhys knocked on the door and it was opened just in few seconds.
A woman in her early fifty opened the door. She was Rhys's mother. I can recognized her from the picture I saw on Rhys office desk a week ago.
" Rhys, my baby boy!" she said still calling him that.
" Mom..?!" Rhys protested his mother for called him that, but gave his mother the bouquet and hugged her anyway.
" Thank you. It's beautiful" She said as she sniffed the flower.
" You look great Rhys," his mother said, looking at him from top to toe.
" I miss you so much ! Come in..." she said as she took Rhys to stepped inside her apartment.
And then his mother turned her eyes on me.
" Who is this beautiful girl Rhys?
