Vicky's mom.

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Victoria. I touched my cheek, where Christian had kissed the ketchup away, and couldn’t help but giggle. It was such a sweet gesture—something I’d only ever seen in movies. I didn't believe he did it. I was so stunned and taken aback. I really need to chill with the romance novels for a bit. They are making me very delusional. “What are you giggling about all by yourself?” Mom asked as she joined me at the restaurant. “Oh, just a silly movie I watched. You’re late,” I said quickly, switching the topic before she could dig any deeper. She looked different from the last time I’d seen her. Her hair was dyed honey-blonde, and she seemed a little slimmer. She looked so much younger that anyone might mistake her for my sister. “I arrived and overslept—it was a long flight. You look differ

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