Desperate Measures

Nadia.

"Where the hell are you, Nadia? When did you leave the house? Why didn't you pick up? I've been calling. Why on earth did you leave without telling anyone that you were leaving? I was worried about you?" Martha's questions poured out as rants through the phone. She sounded weary. I sighed. I left the house early for an appointment with the doctor without informing anyone because it had slip