Jess
Today was a special day. My mother was traveling out to my city to spend some time with me at my new place, and surprisingly, she was bringing Greg, her fiancé, for the first time.
At twenty-five, I'd gotten used to my mother dating different kinds of men. But this felt different, I mean, she was engaged to the man and I'd never met him. So this wasn’t just dinner, this was me meeting the man who was about to become my stepfather.
I smoothed my light-green sun dress and checked the dining table one last time. Grilled chicken, salad, my mother’s favorite pasta dish, all ready. I stared at the table and chuckled, realising that most times, I felt more like her mother than like her daughter.
The doorbell chimed, and I rushed to open it with a practiced smile. Mom stood there, beautif
