I WAS STARTLED by Ceasar’s idea. But yes, he’s right. I can’t deny the fact that my parents must be worried about my well-being. And I need to do something about it urgently.
I barely leave the house. Mama usually doesn’t allow it. But tonight is a mess as I am staying at Ceasar’s home. If Mama knew that I was staying at a guy’s house, she would freak out. And that would not be the excitement kind of freak out, but the kind that every daughter of a mother is afraid of.
Why wouldn’t they be? Mama and my siblings are always worried about me. Until now, I haven’t checked the phone for once. I wonder what awaits me once I turn on the data. I bet there will be numerous messages from Mama and Papa, and they tried to call me several times.
And I already feel sorry for having them worry. I touc
