We use cookies
When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Your cookies settings
Strictly cookie settingsAlways Active
C H A P T E R 31 - Dilara.
Just as I had known, there was going to come a time when my mother would contact me, and I would be left with no choice but to answer her and communicate with her. II had initially thought that it would take much longer for it to happen, but something that I hadn’t taken into consideration, was the fact that I had been gone for a week, and she hadn’t tried to contact me during that week—to her, it must have been an eternity since she had heard from me. But I, on the other hand, felt like I could take another week before hearing from her. I knew that it wasn’t exactly the nicest thing to say about the situation, but it was all that there was to it. I had barely locked up the café and returned to my apartment when my phone started to ring. I had been so isolated during these last few days
- Writer
- chap_listContents
- likeADD
