AMELIA
My mom talked a lot, and I spent most of the time listening, not really paying attention to her rants. Our timing for liking and despising things has never been accurate, except when it comes to my father – that's the only thing we both settle on hating.
She had expressed concerns about Cam, disturbed by his upbringing and its potential influence on me. She might be right; for instance, she guessed he was the cause of my restlessness. Surprisingly, unlike yesterday when I tried to hint to her not to like him, today I just couldn't hate him. So I remained unfazed by her disturbance.
It had been hours since I left her room and was waiting in the living room for Cam to return, surpassing the time he came back yesterday. Now, I'm beginning to get paranoid. I unblocked him and called
