~TESSA~
I didn't know what to expect when I stepped foot into the Bishop mansion.
I was still brushing road dust from my old jeans when I looked up... and there she was...
Mrs. Bishop, Ryder's mom.
I must say, she was extremely beautiful... No wonder my baby boy was extremely handsome too.
She stood at the top of the staircase, poised and quiet. She was wearing a pale gray cardigan that hugged her shoulders like a second skin.
Her silver hair was pulled back in a neat twist, not a strand out of place. Pearls. Of course.
But her eyes…
They didn’t scan me. They rested on me.
And then she smiled... soft, open.
She moved down the steps slowly, like she wasn’t just stepping across floors, but across time. And when she reached us, she didn’t speak to Ryder first.
She looked right at
