POV: Viola.
After my mates left for the office, I spent a long time lost in thought. My mind was such a tangled mess of conflicting emotions that I decided I needed to talk to my mom. Knowing her, she’d offer the perfect blend of motherly wisdom and wildly inappropriate commentary to help me clear my head.
It hit me then that my phone was still sitting back at Aunt Jennifer’s house.
I scrambled off the bed and bolted downstairs at full speed, intent on retrieving it. I was moving so fast that I collided head-on with something soft yet solid, sending me flying backward until I landed flat on my ass.
"Oh, my Goddess!" I yelped, pressing a palm against my throbbing forehead.
"s**t, that hurts!" Lola cried out, clutching her chest. Surprised by her sudden visit, I momentarily forgot the a
