"Mom!?"
Why was she here? I glared at Luke. I asked him not to tell anyone I was coming to meet him! Why did he tell my mom of all people? He avoided my gaze, looking everywhere but in my eyes.
"Beatriz. I'm so happy to see you 're doing all right!"
I didn't answer. What was going on? Why was she here? I felt so conflicted seeing her now after everything I'd learned about her and about my dad. Right now she just looked the same as she had always been, an older version of me with the same amber complexion and long dark wavy hair, but with deep brown eyes instead of sea-green like mine. The same calm, gentle mom who would read me bedtime stories when I was a little pup and who I could always tell everything without feeling judged. What wouldn't I give for one of her hugs right now? The
