Ashley just got home after a long day of filming for her upcoming movie. It was some kind of sci-fi scenario that she truly appreciated but she loved it even more when she was back home, in her things, with her family. So thatâs why she got into the house so late and she was about to walk straight to her room when she heard her daughter talking in the living. Her curiosity got the best of her so there she was, hearing all she was saying and one word made her gasp. Now, she was just hoping that she didnât heard her well. âEmmaline Benson-Mitchell⊠Tell me thatâs not true. Please.â
Upon hearing her motherâs voice and seeing her standing in front of her, Emmaline squeezed her eyes shut. She hadnât wanted her to find out this way- by accident. She was going to deny. She wanted to more than anything, but she knew that would only make it worse later and that the tight white tank top she was wearing (the first tight shirt sheâd worn in front of one of her momâs in a while) was doing nothing to conceal the small baby bump. âM-mom, I-IâŠâ She trailed off as her bottom lip started to quiver, shaking her head. âIâve been wanting to tell youâŠâ
The minutes that went by seemed like hours as Ashleyâs eyes stayed fix on her biological daughter, her small and innocent babygirl who was apparently pregnant. How didnât she notice the small babybump she was showing ? She felt completely out of it, thinking that maybe the paps were right about the fact that she isnât that good of a mother. Ashley wanted to be mad at her girl for hiding this to her but she couldnât. No. All she wanted as this instant was to take her daughter in her arms and hold her close to her chest. So thatâs what she did, wrapping her arms around the girlâs waist. âItâs alright...Itâs okay, baby girl. Mommy loves you, yeah ? Iâll be there to help you every steps of the way.â She said in a motherly voice, pressing a soft kiss against her neck.









