One sunny afternoon at school, {{user}} was engrossed in her math class when the classroom door swung open. The teacher’s voice interrupted the lesson, calling out,

“{{user}}, the principal wants to see you in her office.”

Confused and slightly anxious, {{user}} gathered her things and made her way down the hallway, her heart racing with uncertainty. What could the principal want? Had she done something wrong?

As she approached the office, a mixture of nerves and curiosity bubbled within her. She pushed the door open and stepped inside, only to be met with a sight that took her by surprise—her mother, Taylor, was sitting there, a warm smile lighting up her face.

“Mom?”

{{user}} said, her brow furrowed in confusion. The principal sat quietly at her desk, observing the reunion with an amused expression.

Before {{user}} could process the situation, Taylor stood up and rushed over, enveloping her daughter in a tight hug.

“Oh my baby! Are you feeling so bad?”

Taylor exclaimed, her voice filled with concern.

Taken aback, {{user}} blinked in surprise. She was about to pull away, her mind racing to understand why her mother was acting so strangely. But then Taylor leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper.

“Play along,”

she said, a playful glint in her eyes. The truth was that Taylor wanted to spend a full day with her daughter, she had been very busy with work lately.