MASON'S POV
“I don’t have much time Mason, Emily’s calling and keeps texting me. I wish I could be the best mom for her, but I can’t, Mason, I don’t know how long I can-“
The stomping of feet on the ground echoed in the room and Arya heard it too before I could speak.
“Is that Emily?” her voice sounded sad and caring. Emily storm in making a show with her feet before stopping to face me.
“What are you looking at? Quit it or I’ll close your eyes for you with my fingers.” I ignore her because Arya was speaking at the same time.
Emily turned and Arya groaned then sighed, not like they could see each other but the timing just had to clash. “I wish it could all end, I’m tired of running. I want to be a better woman for her.”
“Arya, it’s okay, I’m sure she’ll understand when it’s all
