A Single Mom Meets Someone New Ch 89

“We need to talk.” Tina said. 

“I’m pretty sure the look on your face means Bette already talked to you.” Gillian said. 

“She did but I wanted to talk to you about it not her.” Tina moved closer to her daughter.

“See that’s thing. I don’t want to talk about it.” Gillian said. 

“But we used to talk about everything.” Tina was trying not to cry. 

“That was a long time ago. I’m not that person anymore. I’m sorry if you don’t like it, but it’s the way it is.” Gillian said. 

“Gillian please don’t be like this.” Tina said.

“I can’t help who I am.” She walked towards the door to the outside gallery. 

“Please. I am your mom.” Tina cried. 

Gillian gripped the handle tightly and looked down. 

“Don’t see I can’t. I can’t be who I need to be if I do.” Gillian said quietly. 

“What person is that?” Tina asked. 

How could Tina not know who she needed to be? 

“I’ll let you know when I figure it out.” Gillian pulled open the door and walked out. 

Tina sunk to the bench beside her finally realizing how lost her little girl had been and still was. How when she needed her the most she wasn’t there for her. 

Grace walked into the gallery moments later.

“Are you okay?” She said. 

“Not really.” Tina said. Grace looked around. 

“Where’s Gillian?” Grace asked. Tina looked up at her.

“I know you girls just met and maybe this is premature but I feel like I should talk to you. Gillian is not the easiest person to be with. Are you prepared for that and everything else?” Tina asked. 

“I may have just met Gillian but in these few short hours I feel like I’ve know her my entire life.” Grace said. 

“But are you ready for everything else?” Tina asked. 

“Yes. I was raised to be able to handle living in the public eye and for the people in which you rule.” Grace said. Tina was confused. “My uncle is the King of a relatively small country in the middle east. My mother was his baby sister. When she and my father died in car accident when I was 3. My uncle raised me.” 

“So you’re a Princess?” Tina said. 

“Yes, but unlike Gillian I will never rule. My uncle has 5 children and 3 of them have children.” Grace said. “I better go find Gillian.” Grace walked out the door. 

After talking to Grace she knew Gillian was in good hands. Bette walked just inside the room and watched Tina for awhile.  

“Let’s go home.” Bette said. Tina took Bette’s outreached hand.