ALEXANDER
“Hello, Alexander.”
The sound of her voice brought an immediate sense of relief, and I sat down on the edge of the bed, releasing a breath I hadn't realised I'd been holding.
“Mom.” I rubbed a hand over my face. “Do you have any idea how worried I've been?”
There was a brief pause before she answered. “I'm fine, Alexander. I'm not dead yet.”
I closed my eyes momentarily.
“That's not funny.”
She replied, “I wasn't trying to be funny.”
“You left here sick, against my approval, and since you left, I haven't been able to reach you. Do you understand what that did to me?” I shook my head, my fingers tightening around the phone. “I've been trying to reach you since yesterday morning, but I couldn't get through. What exactly am I supposed to think?”
“I told you... I'm fine.”
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