- Donna's POV
- I was about to say something but then I saw my mom. She came to us smiling. She stared at me for a while. She was wearing a round neck, royal blue gown. Her hair was still packed in that high ponytail. Does she ever change her hairstyle? The only time she had left her hair down was whenever we are home.
- "You both look great tonight." She complimented.