Chapter 23
Poppy
The restaurant is fancy as hell.
I was sure water glasses probably cost more than my textbooks with the way the waiters glide around in actual suits looking like they're serving royalty or something.
Mom's already waiting at our table when I arrive, and she lights up the second she sees me, standing to pull me into a tight hug.
"There's my girl!"
I can smell her perfume, something floral and nice that has always followed me through my childhood. Cool wind whip gently under my skirt and I flush remembering what I was planning to do tonight. Even though mom and Sebastian didn't have a romantic relationship, he was still her husband.
I should feel guilty... Right?
"I'm so glad we could do this. I feel like I've barely seen you lately." Mom groaned, letting me go.
