Chapter 11 (Lovely)

Lyanna's Pov

"Lyanna, are you still having dinner with the friend you talked about?" My mom asks, I wash my hands, turn around and sit on the kitchen counter.

Why are parents like this sometimes? I asked myself as I look at my mom. Come to think of it, I look nothing like her, I have emerald green eyes and she has deep brown eyes. She's brunette and I am blonde, what more? She talks too much about the smallest thing. Is that even a trait? I smile at my question.

"Is it a date or just dinner?" She asks again, and I slouch with unenthusiasm.

"I think it's just dinner, Mom, don't over think things, please. There's nothing going on between the two of us." She removes her gloves and comes closer to me. She creases her brows, her eyes narrows as a result.

Next second, her warn hands palms either side of my face. I elevate my head slightly and looks into her face, returning the internal affection.

"Honey, I think it's high time you got over your ex. He messed