Sarah woke up to the incessant buzz of her phone vibrating against the bedside table.
Groaning, she reached for it with half-closed eyes, her irritation melting away as soon as she saw the name on the screen— Mother-in-Law.
The very sight seemed to electrify her, wiping away any trace of grogginess.
“Good morning, Mother,” she answered eagerly, already knowing the reason for the call.
“How did it go yesterday?” Veronica’s voice came through sharp and expectant, her impatience barely masked.
Sarah smirked, her tone triumphant. “Perfectly well, Mother. We’re having dinner together tonight.” She said it like a melody, savoring each word as if it were a victory chant.
"Good," Veronica said, approval laced with urgency. "You're making progress. But don't waste time. Seal this quickly. I
