Sireen’s POV
Stones land on the front porch again, harder this time, and I’m forced to pull away from Mom as Camilla announces her presence, which is a shocker to me.
For the last two days, she has advised me against my actions when it came to matters involving Trevor, and I’ve been too blinded and pulled by the bond to listen to her, risking my life in the process and making a fool of her in public. I can’t say that I would’ve been mad if she did, but I expected her to have cut ties with me after yesterday's event.
Apparently not, as she stones the final throw at the porch.
“I’ll see you later okay, Mom? Try not to think. Keep yourself busy,” I say as I make back to my room to collect my phone and bag from the edge of my bed.
“But you haven’t had breakfast. Let me make you a sandwic
