Carys
Franco knocks on my bedroom door as I am staring at the three dresses Nicole sent over for tonight.
“Mrs. Carys, you have a visitor.”
As I open the door, he says “It’s your mother, would you like me to bring coffee? She’s in the living room.”
“No I don’t think so Franco. Thank you though.” I give him a quick smile before he walks away. Once he is out of sight, I let out a long sigh. I haven’t seen or talked to my mother since that morning at the resort. I’ve called my dad a few times and he tries so hard to sound normal but I can tell he’s not himself.
Walking down the stairs, I start playing over why she’s here. Mom isn’t one to come find me to chat or go have lunch like Annis and her mom do.
I walk in to looking at the decorations in the room. She picks up a crystal vase as
