She puts her hand out.
‘Mom, I’m an adult!!’ I want to scream these words at her, but I know it will only backfire.
I stare at her hand.
My phone suddenly vibrates in my grip.
“Is that him?” She speaks fast, reaching for my phone.
I back away and stare at the screen.
“Alexander!” His name flies out of my lips, relief flooding me.
My mom stills, eyes darting.
Quickly, I answer his call. I put the phone to my ear and walk away.
“Sophia?” His calm voice forces a heavy sigh out of me.
I want to tell him off, blame him, but I’m too relieved.
I meet my mom’s piercing gaze. She seems calmer. Alexander’s no.1 fan after all.
“What’s wrong?” He questions softly.
Words elude me. I can only breathe into the mouthpiece.
He’s quiet.
I put a hand on my forehead, turning my back to my moth
