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Asahd's POV:

"I have to start buying baby clothes." my mother said happily, walking about her chamber and looking for her phone.

"You have nine months for that." I mused, laughing a little.

"Eight." she corrected and raised a brow at me. I laughed, knowing perfectly well that the issue of Saïda and I was going to be brought up again,

"When exactly did you lure that child."

I laughed and clapped.

"Child? Mom, she's twenty." I mused.

"Whatever, she's as precious as a child. And you lured her into doing something she otherwise wouldn't have done." she shook her head in disbelief and amusement.

"Lured her? That word...