Chapter Eight

　　"I was going to stay mad at you forever if you didn't show up tonight." Grace, Jayda's mom smiled before pulling her daughter into a hug.

　　"Good evening Mom." Jayda chuckled.

　　"I missed you, Princess" Grace mumbled before she pulled away from the hug.

　　"Mom, I'm 29." Jayda groaned playfully.

　　"I'm aware. Even when you're 90 you will still be my little princess." Grace smiled.

　　"You look different." Her mom commended her.

　　"Mom, I'm still the same. I think what makes me look different is because the last time you saw me I was an associate and now I'm a partner."

　　"No, not that. There's this spark in your eyes and I think you've lost a tiny bit of weight. But thank God you're here for the weekend. I will make sure I feed you well."

　　"Where's Dad?" Jayda asked as she reached for her luggage.

　　"Your father is in with your brother and nieces," Grace replied as they made their way into the house.

　　"Aunt Jayda." Two voices screamed and hugged Jayda's legs tightly.