Edwina's POV...
I jolted from my sitting position as I threw the phone on the bed, not bothering to check if it landed on a soft spot.
"Get me comfortable clothes to wear, Becca. I am visiting Sonia, and you're coming with me," I told her, hurrying towards the bathroom.
I could feel Becca's questioning stare trailing my back.
"Sonia called," I informed her as I stepped back out of the bathroom. I had made my hair into a smooth ponytail. I doubted if I would be patient enough to have her make my hair.
"Is everything alright?"
"She only said she needed to see me urgently."
"Are YOU ready to see her?"
I paused for a while, brooding on Becca's question. She was right; it had been exhausting the last time we had been together. The last thing I wanted was to have some form of argument
