"Mummy mummy!" The child yelled and ran in our direction. I stood up, she ran to me and hugged my legs. "Baby" I said as I carried her up. Her name is Harley and she is 2 years old. I hugged her so tight as soon as I carried her up and she hugged me back. "How are you?" I asked her, spinning her around. "Fine" she said, chuckling. "Let me greet my grand daughter." My mother said, standing up and stretching her hand to collect Harley. I released Harley into her hand and sat down. Seeing her face again reminded me of the reason why I have to hurry up and come back to Los Angeles. I got pregnant at age 21 and I had to take a gap year for maternity leave from school. It was the hardest thing i had to do ***flashback "Hello mum" I said into the phone, in a panicky voice. "Baby what is wr

