Celestia I struggled out of bed and made my way down the hall to the door. "Ramon? Is everything okay? I-oh." I look at who is at the door and there are two women with suitcases in their hands. One of them I remember from the pictures. If she's his step-sister then the other lady must be his mother. "Ah, another unexpected thing, when did you get a dog? And Oh! You must be Celestia. Such a beautiful daughter-in-law, my, my you're ready to pop!" "Mother," Ramon whispers. "Oh, quit being so sensitive, you haven't even called your mom in ages," she says as she steps in with her daughter in tow. "I called you months ago when I was in Paris," he mutters. "Still ages ago. Celestia dear, it's so lovely to finally meet you, it's upsetting how I heard about you at first from newspapers than

