Sophia’s POV
“Mom!!” I scream, rushing out of my room with my phone. The battery is 3%. “Mom? Mom?!”
“Sophia? What is it?!”
The screen switches as a call comes in. It’s Layla calling.
“My phone’s gonna die.” I run back into my room and connect the charger again before answering the call.
“Sophia, you’re famous!” Layla cries, then starts to laugh.
“No. I don’t want to be.” I voice out, hands trembling.
“Sophia, what is it?” My mom questions as she enters my room. Aunt Mel is coming behind her. They both wear worried expressions.
“Mom, see.”
I hand her my phone.
Layla is still chuckling.
“Good morning, Aunt Mel.” I greet her as I go to hug her.
“Good morning, my baby.” She replies, wrapping her arms around me. “What’s going on? You had us all scared.”
I’m the scared one.
“A m
