Chapter 100

Allison's POV

My heart crumbled remembering my phone call with my mom.

The air in the receiver crackled, thick and cold, before her voice even hit me, but when it did, it was a physical blow.

It was the specific, visceral kind of blame that only a mother can deliver.

She blamed me.

Just that. Blamed me.

The shock was immediate, paralysing my immediate defence mechanisms. It always felt that way, this sudden plunge into the deep, dark water of her wrath, where logic dissolved ...