Ellie’s P.O.V
I couldn’t believe Eric invited our mama here. He knows I’m not on good terms with her at this time, so the fact that he invited her here burns me. As Matt, Ollie and I walk to the house I can’t help but feel a little bit nervous. When we open the back door and step in, I immediately hear my mama’s voice. Great she’s here already and I’m late, but at least my hair is washed.
The three of us walk into the living room and there she was. Her blonde hair curled just right and the predictable navy pencil skirt suit that she always seemed to wear. As she stands to greet me I can already see the smug look on her face.
“Eleanor darling, how are you. Have you been eating lately? You have certainly gotten way too thin. Eric has been filling me in on everything. An I hate to say
