She shrugged. "I wanted to talk about that with you. I wasn't really sure, but now I think I've confirmed it from you."
My heart started beating faster. Had she heard anything? "About what?" I asked hesitantly, food forgotten.
Mom shrugged. "I suspect that you're in a relationship and if you wanted to keep it a secret, it's understandable, but you didn't have to keep it from me. He looks like a good person, he's kind and is everything your mother could want for you. Plus, you two have known each other for a while now."
I frowned. "What are you talking about? Or rather who are you talking abour?"
She smiled and nudged me. "Are you pretending not to know? You remember that time I told you that a friend of yours recognized me randomly because of how much we look alike?" She asked and I nodded. I could vaguely remember her saying something like that. Had she told me the name of the person? I couldn't recollect now. "Yes, I remember. What's the connection with that?" I asked.
