"Ellie, it's mom. Lila." Then all I hear is full-fledged, gut-wrenching sobs.
I am in shock. I don't know what to say. In truth, I can't even form words right now. Seven and a half years without hearing her voice. Seven and a half years without her hugs, her love, her care. Seven and a half years feeling rejected by the woman who raised me as her own child. I had hoped and prayed this day would come, but now that it has happened, I don't know how to respond.
Not once in the past seven and a half years has dad told me how mom and Fiona were doing. Not because he didn't want to, but because they had forbidden him. Much as it pained him, he honored their wishes. I understood he had been put in a very hard spot. When dad first told me of their desire to cut me off completely, I was heartbr
