Ava's Pov
Mom came into the room and helped me change into something comfortable, yet at the same time, something where I didn’t look like a complete hot mess.
Which was difficult considering I felt like one.
“Are you sure you’re okay with seeing the ladies, sweetie?” Mom asked.
“If you’re okay with me seeing them. I mean, unless there’s a reason not to.”
Mom quickly shook her head.
“No. No reason.”
“If you’re worried about what they’ll say, I deal with children all day, five days a week. I’ll treat them like crazy little toddlers.”
Mom laughed.
A real laugh.
It was nice to hear.
“You might regret saying that.”
“I have faith in my abilities.”
That made Mom laugh again.
She helped me stand, and we slowly made our way out of the bedroom.
By the time we reached the living room,
