FORTY-NINE
“Babe, what was that all about? Why does your mom hate me so much, I don’t understand?” Cullen started immediately they got into his room which was now like their room because her clothes were hung neatly next to his walk in closet, next to his clothes.
“Don’t even ask me about her, I want us to focus on us right now, she is my mother I know but I don’t like the way she keeps handling me as if I am some kid or some teenager who still need to be looked after which she couldn’t do while I was a teenager so don’t let what she said get to you, come on, come here.” She said pointing at the empty space that she was seated at on the bed.
“No come on babe, you know I don’t want to be the reason you not talking to your mother or the reason you not close to your family, we came togeth
