Eve~
I picked up my phone, and I stopped breathing when my eyes fell on the caller ID. My mother was calling, and despite waiting for so long, my finger only lingered on the accept button. Without thinking too much, I picked up the call.
"Mom?" I spoke.
"Eve," my stomach dropped at her cold tone, and I clasped the phone a bit tighter.
"Mom?" I echoed, my heart threatening to break out of my chest.
"Your calls are becoming incessant. It is a nuisance," she told me.
A bullet hit me in the chest.
I swallowed, summoning some courage. Why were my hands sweating so much? "If you picked up your calls, maybe I would not need to keep calling."
"And what gives you the right to have a conversation with me?" she asked, her voice so dispassionate that it gutted me.
"I just... got married. At least you could see how I am doing."
"And what if I am not interested in knowing?"
