Lila's Pov
My mom had always been unpredictable. But now, sitting in front of her, watching her twist a strand of her perfectly manicured hair while she smiled softly at me, I felt like I was missing something. Something big.
“I know I’ve made mistakes, Lila,” she said, her voice laced with faux sincerity. “I didn’t mean to push you into something you didn’t want with Evan. I just... I thought it was for the best. But now, I’ve been given an opportunity to make it right.”
Her eyes sparkled with an emotion I couldn't identify - hope, guilt, or perhaps even pride. I had a feeling she wasn't really doing this for me, based on my instincts. My mother never did anything for me unless she benefited from it.
I folded my arms and leaned back in my chair. "What are you referring to?"
Her smile
