Sophia’s POV

“Mom!!” I scream, rushing out of my room with my phone. The battery is 3%. “Mom? Mom?!”

“Sophia? What is it?!”

The screen switches as a call comes in. It’s Layla calling.

“My phone’s gonna die.” I run back into my room and connect the charger again before answering the call.

“Sophia, you’re famous!” Layla cries, then starts to laugh.

“No. I don’t want to be.” I voice out, hands trembling.

“Sophia, what is it?” My mom questions as she enters my ...