Tabitha’s POV

The next morning, I head downstairs for breakfast. My mom is already seated at the table, sipping from her mug with that calm expression she wears when she is trying not to worry too much.

“Feeling better now?” she asks softly.

I step toward her without a word and wrap my arms around her. “I am sorry for what I did yesterday. I ignored you in such a disrespectful way.” The apology comes out of me before I even finish the hug.

She smiles and taps my arm. “It is okay. Emery already informed me about what happened to Reed and Luca yesterday. I was just worried about...