Hearing her mother say, "If you have someone you like, you can try dating them," Clara Grant's lowered eyes darkened. 'I do have someone I like, but…'
By the time she looked up, her face was once again lit with a bright smile. In a slightly wheedling tone, she drew out her words, "Mom~ You believe Cherie? Where would I find someone I like? Besides, I don't have the time or the inclination to be in a relationship right now."
Skylar Hayes paused, her spoon hovering over her porridge, and looked at her daughter guiltily. "Clara, I'm still a burden to you. A girl your age should be enjoying a carefree life at university, but you…"
"Mom, what are you talking about? How are you a burden to me? If anything, I'm the one who's a burden to you, making you help me take care of…"
