Chapter Twelve – She was a victim.

A message popped up in my mom’s phone: 3pm, tomorrow, a taxi would deliver her”. It was a from Dad even though the number was saved as Mr. Man”.

“She’ll be here by three tomorrow” I reported to mom. She stretched her neck to her phone just in time before the message cleared.

“Okay, I’ll prepare” she muttered.

I think my mom was playing to my dad’s tunes because she didn’t want him going to court to ask for me.

Well, she shouldn’t over do it nor even bother. I wouldn’t go to him either. And it’s good he’s handling over my half-sister....