The hybrid and Cleora watched as Coco exited the room, with her face being beet red.
"My, my.. My baby girl has really grown." Cleora giggled, smiling wide at how pleased and happy she felt for her daughter.
Most mothers have a dream that they want for their children and most of those mothers are praying for their children to meet someone who will treat them well until they are old.
Cleora was one of those mothers.
She had never wished for anything extravagant for her daughters, only that they should finish college and stand on their own feet by the time they enter the working life as an adult.
She had never expected to have kids, considering that her oldest is a heartbreaker and her youngest is a lesbian.
She also never had any expectations from Coco because she had always coped herself inside the house, only leaving when she had to go to her university and have to do projects with her batch mates.
