Ealia’s POV
‘Mom?’ My voice wavers a little bit as I grip the cell tighter to my ear, listening to the sound of her ragged breathing coming from the other end of the line.
‘Rali, I’ve been calling since last night’ my mother states tersely, ‘why haven’t you answered?’
‘My . . my phone died’ I reply awkwardly, ‘I’m sorry’ I add automatically.
My mother huffs loudly, ‘your phone died, how convenient’ she mutters bitterly.
‘I’m sorry we had some trouble . . .’ I start, instinctively trying to make things right.
‘You’ve had trouble? I’ve been in a holding cell all night because my ungrateful daughter couldn’t be bothered to answer the damn phone’ my mother snaps back
I sigh already knowing that it’s no use arguing with her, if she’s been at the station all night then she’s starting to d
