LAUREEN'S POV
“Hey Laura." I greeted her awkwardly as though I had been caught committing a crime.
“Hi Laureen. I see you both are having a nice time." She said as she stood at the door.
" What else are couples supposed to do?” Tristan asked as he suddenly appeared at my back and slid his hands around my waist and I gasped in shock and flushed in embarrassment.
“Tristan, stop it." I whispered as I tried to nudge him off lightly.
" I'm glad my eyes have beheld this.” My mom's voice resounded, breaking the tension in the room as Tristan slowly let go of me and ran to my mom.
“One would think it isn't fake." Laura muttered as she finally walked in.
" Laura, don't say a thing like that?” My mom snapped at her.
“What? We know I'm not lying, so why scold me?" She asked, rolling her eyes
