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══════⊹⊱❖⊰⊹══════ XXXIV .. mother(s) knows best ══════⊹⊱❖⊰⊹══════
IT WAS MID-MAY, MEANING SPRING RUNWAY WAS NEAR. it was a busy time for bella; preparing inventory, taking trips to burbank to oversee production, and meetings left and right. she often stayed at the office working late and would often get home late.
after a frustrating morning, bella hopped into the car and sat there, taking deep breaths. she leaned back into the seat, placing a hand on her growing bump. she turned the radio and pulled out of the parking garage.
bella was due to meet jenna and dina for lunch around ventura boulevard, but she needed to take a break from work and decided to take a different route, she headed home to north hollywood.
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being that it was mid-may, the sun was bright and temperatures were slowly rising. johnny, who decided to take the afternoon off, arrived to encino and sat in his car for a few minutes, before getting off and walking up to the doorstep.
as he was about to take his keys out from his pocket, laura opened the door. "how'd you know it was me?" johnny smiled.
"call it mother's instinct." laura smiled as she embraced her son. "i thought you were working."
"i took the afternoon off." johnny said as he walked into the mansion.
laura looked at her son as he sat down on the sofa, running his hands through his hair and taking a deep breath. "what's wrong?" she said.
"nothing, i'm just tired." johnny said as he sat back onto the sofa.
"c'mon, food's almost ready." laura said as she walked back into the kitchen. "let's talk about it over lunch."
"ma, i'm fine. really." johnny said as he stood up and walked into the dining room.
"john, i'm your mother. i know you better than you know yourself." laura said as she put out a plate for her son. "what's wrong? how's bella?"
"i'm not sure. she's everywhere." johnny sighed as he grabbed a beer from the fridge.
"so, that's the problem." laura said as she stepped back into the kitchen. "sit down and tell me."
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"i don't have a single moment to myself." bella said as she ran her hands though her hair. "i feel sleep deprived; between this runway show and preparing myself, both physically and mentally for the baby, i feel exhausted."
