"Dayannah, now tell me everything." My mom demanded as soon as we entered the kitchen. Oh god. How am I going to tell her everything?

"Mom.. I.." I bit my lower lip because I didn't know how to tell her. I looked at my mom and saw she was already staring at me with a questioning look. I finally let out a deep sigh before talking to her.

"Mom, he is a friend of Quincey and her husband. So we met." I simply said.

"That's all?" She asked me with a smirk on her lips. Damn. Why is my mother like this?

"We spent time together and I think I...