"Hello Christian, where are you right now?" She asks him in an authoritative tone, I'm able to hear this because Christian switches the phone to loudspeaker. Panic shoots through me, Christian urges me not to worry. I immediately gained some confidence from his gesture.

"Mom, why are you asking?" From the way he starts, I guess through the conflicting manner this conversation would go. I take a heavy breath in, sitting up to listen to the conversation.

"Why shouldn't I ask? By the way, I wanted to say something really important to you and wouldn't want that trash over there." She mentioned with disgust, even without saying the name, I...