Zoey
The next day, Mom went to my apartment.
"Get ready, Zoey, we're going for a walk in Holland. We're going to pamper ourselves with beauty treatments," Mom said as soon as I opened the door for her. Even though I didn't really feel like going out, I had no choice but to join her instead of sulking in my room. I still couldn't get over what happened with me and Rey. The night we spent together will always be etched in my memory.
Moreover, I feel guilty for giving myself to others instead of just my husband.
I lazily took a shower and got dressed to accompany Mom. When I came out of my room, her expression was clear.
"Zoey, can you call Hannah? I just want to talk to her," Mom asked me. I sat down on the couch in front of her and took my cellphone out of my shoulder bag.
I dial
