Mamma G shook her head, smiling. “You’d rather hire a nanny before asking family for help.”
“She was great, and Kennedi loved her.” I laughed.
“And it hurt my feelings every time I came over and saw my baby with her while you studied and Kairo worked,” she said, rolling her eyes.
I leaned into her side. “You know I love you.”
“I know, baby.”
She looked me up and down. “I like that dress.”
I smiled. “Thank you.”
She nodded slowly, sipping her drink. “Yeah… it’s good to see you dressing up again.”
“What do you mean?”
She tilted her head. “You went from classy never half stepping Khloe… to jeans and T-shirts Khloe overnight. You were neverhome and rarely at your dad’s office like Kairo thought you were.”
My stomach dropped and confusion flooded my face. Where was that coming from? Why was she saying all that?
She smiled gently, almost sadly. “You know I look at you like a daughter… not a daughter-in-law.”
I swallowed hard bracing for whatever she was about to say.
“I understand my son hasn’t always been the husband you deserved,” she said, grabbing my hand. “Ambition can make a man absent without him realizing it.”
My hands started to feel cold.
“But be careful,” she said looking into my eyes. “Because if I can recognize the signs… please know someone else can too.”
My heart started pounding so loud I could barely hear the music anymore.
I shook my head quickly. “Mamma G… I don’t know what you’re talking about—”
She lifted one finger and pressed it gently against my lips.
“Aht. I’d rather you stay quiet than lie to me.”
My heart was beating so damn fast.
“I am a woman before anything,” she said. “And I have lived in the exact shoes you’re standing in. Loving a man whose ambition sometimes feels louder than his love.”
Tears burned behind my eyes.
“You had an itch,” she leaned over whispering in my ear. “And you got it scratched.”
I felt exposed, seen, and completely undone.
“I hope you had fun,” she said. “And I hope you learned something about yourself.”
Her expression shifted to more seriousness but still loving.
“But I will not standby and watch you hurt my son.So do what you need to do and end it,” she finished, “before I have to step in.”
My chest tightened.
“I love you,” she said before hugging and kissing my cheek. Then she walked away like she hadn’t just rearranged my entire soul.
