"Mother." Belinda Howard smiled upon seeing her.
Camila Walker walked in and pulled her daughter to sit beside the bed.
Then she chuckled lightly, "Tell Mom, do you have a boy that you like?"
Belinda Howard paused, naturally not expecting her mother to ask such a question.
She pursed her lips, unsure how to respond for a moment.
She had never lied since she was a child.
Now facing her mother, how should she respond?
"Why would you ask that, Mom?"
Looking at her daughter, Camila Walker smiled slightly, "Because Mom has been there before."
How could she, as a mother, not see these little thoughts of her daughter? Although she didn't know whether her daughter was in love, she was sure that there was a boy her daughter liked!
Under her mother's gaze, Belinda Howard finally spoke up, "Mom, I am already 17 years old, am I still young?"
