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"I still can't believe it! It went so smoothly... It still feels like a dream." Mrs. Styles squealed joyfully as she squeezed Violet's hand on the table.
The corner of her eyes glistened with forming tears as she tried not to cry, "I... I thought you won't accept me."
She longingly gazed at Violet— The same longing a mother deeply in love with her newborn baby has when she looks at the child for the first time after delivering it.
But Violet, on the other hand, was not really in her senses. Her soul was begging for an escape, her eyes fearfully gazing around as they sat in one of the well-known coffee shops in the Black Stone Pack to celebrate their union as a mom and daughter. It was a treat from Auriele (Mrs. Styles) for her daughter.
She wasn't aware of the storm of panic begi
