Ariana's POV
I took a deep breath pretending to be nonchalant about whatever she was talking about but my mother's eyes remained fixed on me looking like she had finally seen something different.
"I know that I come across as hard sometimes but I just mean well for you my darling. I just want to know what's going on with you. Do you want to share?"
To ask me such questions was like giving me a blank check and expecting that I would not jump on it.
I looked her in the eye waiting for her to realize the kind of person that she had given birth to because it seemed like she had simply forgotten that I hated anything related to pity parties.
"Mom I'm fine, I'm only glad that you're back. It was hard staying here all alone." I recited the words just as I had planned.
Telling her the tr
