TIFFANY

Gladys walked back and stood beside my phone. She was charging it herself and then turned back to look at me.

I gave a nod asking her to go ahead and do it. All I needed to do was make her see reasons why she should give me my phone.

She looked at me and then back at the phone before turning in my direction again. “I cant believe I’m doing this,” she muttered and I swallowed hard.

“I know you are a nice person,” I said softly. “I can say that because I know you.” I ...