Twisted Confession

VANESSA

I picked up my phone from the floor, fingers trembling so badly I could barely hold it steady. My thumb slammed against the red button, ending the call before another word could slip out. My heart was pounding in my ears. I could feel sweat gathering at the back of my neck. Slowly, my eyes lifted toward the doorway.

She was still there.

My mum.

Just standing. Frozen. Her arms stiff by her