~Sienna~
“He’s here again. Poor guy,” my mom sighs, resting on my door frame instead of entering.
I roll my eyes and smirk.
I don’t even need to ask who this poor guy is.
“Do you think he has a girlfriend?” she asks. “I don’t think so. He wouldn’t be here every day to pick you up and drop you off.”
I click my tongue as I apply my lipstick, quietly observing my mom through the mirror.
She’s been doing this for some time now and I’m tired. Damn, she can be really impossible.
“Mom, can you stop that now? What are you trying to get?” I ask, turning to her, my brow raised.
She shrugs and frowns. “What did I do? I’m only concerned about the poor young man.”
I snort. “Poor man. Need I remind you he’s a CEO of a millionaire company.”
I turn and pick up my bag and walk toward the door.
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