The line went silent for a moment.

Finally, a sigh came through.

“Auntie, do you really care about her?”

It was Lindsay's voice.

She’s the only friend I've ever had.

If it weren't for her support, I might have ended it all myself.

Hearing her, Mom seemed at a loss and chose to ignore the question.

She asked again where I was.

Lindsay didn’t want to argue and simply gave her the information.

I hadn’t been in touch with her for over a year.

She didn’t know much about me and could only give Mom my rental address.

Having the address felt like a treasure to Mom, and she immediately...