Riley sat on the couch, staring at the screen of her laptop, the glow illuminating her thoughtful expression. Her research had led her down endless rabbit holes—adoption processes, parenting techniques, bonding exercises, and even legal strategies to improve their chances of securing Sam’s future with them.
Despite all the technical knowledge she had absorbed, there was one thing she still lacked: a mother’s perspective.
Serena had given her professional advice, but motherhood wasn’t just a checklist. It was something lived, breathed, and felt.
And if there was one person who could give her a real, unfiltered take on what it meant to be a mother, it was her own mother.
Even if their relationship had been distant, even if she wasn’t sure how the conversation would go, she needed this.
