Sitting in the peace of the library, my phone in my hand, I've been staring down at the screen for hours. My mum's phone number is across the screen. I didn't think it would be this hard to call them, but here I am, freaking out about it because I've been a horrible daughter not caring about them. I don't know how much Brax has told them, and that makes it worse. Taking a deep breath, I press call. Every part of me is hoping that they don't answer and that I can just leave a message and put off talking to them for a few more days. But like always, my mum picks up on the third ring.
"hello", her voice comes through the phone.
"Hi, Mum. It's Luna," I say, my voice shaky. I know it's been a while since we last talked, and I'm really sorry about that. I've just been so um..." I couldn't thi
