"Why did you come back? Why didn't you just die out there?"
"I'm wicked! But you birthed me, didn't you?"
Serena Sullivan curled her lips, the smile gradually seeping into her eyes. She looked up towards the window, her voice becoming slower, colder, "Mom!"
"Serena!"
"Sir!"
The two voices rang out at the same time. Not sure if it was Claire Sullivan's angry, shrill voice, or a servant respectfully calling out, Serena's hand trembled slightly.
"Come over and apologize to Zoe, or I won't let this go with you. Don't think you can..."
On the phone, Claire Sullivan angrily commanded, but Serena didn't wait for her to finish. She raised her hand and ended the call. Afraid Claire would call again, she set the phone to silent.
The surroundings gradually returned to calm, but Serena knew her heart was already in turmoil.
