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My mother steps forward and reaches out for Ivy's hand, giving her a warm smile.
"Hello, Ivy... It's so lovely to meet you." She grasps Ivy's hand tightly. "You're just as lovely as Ethan said."
She glances over at me. "My son won't stop talking about you... I don't think he could if he wanted to."
She leans into Ivy slightly and half whispers, "He's positively enamored with you, my dear." She gives Ivy her lovely smile. "And I can see why."
My face warms like I'm a teenage boy introducing his first girlfriend to his mother. I'm twenty eight for Pete's sake!
Ivy blushes and stammers out a "Thank you." Her shyness prevents her from speaking further.
Gracie's enthusiasm is radiating from her, lending to the happy atmosphere.
I'm the most worried about her reaction. She
