*Flashback.*

"Oh son, I am so glad you have arrived." Mom hugged me and gave me a peck on my forehead, "You remember Daisy?"

"Oh yes, that social sick lady?" I asked, placing my arm on her shoulder and walking inside the house with her.

"Alex!" She playfully hit my shoulder and said, "don't call her that."

"What else should I call her, whenever she sees me, she is up for a picture or going live." I rolled my eyes.

"She is grown up into a beautiful and independent woman, now! You should meet her."

Daisy and I met in a party. I helped her with her and made a...