11

“Devon, someone is calling you.”

Henry handed her a phone. She had been in the lawn for almost an hour now waiting for Daemon to pick her up.

She’s wearing the pink dress he bought for her and the set of diamond earring hung on her ears. He told her it’s the first time he will introduce her to his world so she better looked put together.

“A call? Someone was able to reach me?”

She stood up anxiously from sitting on the bench and hesitated if she will accept the phone or not.

Henry looked relaxed so she assumed it’s a harmless call.

“Pick it up. It’s your mom.”

Her eyes widened and hurriedly snatched the phone away from his hand and answered it immediately.

“Hello? Mom?”

Devon fought off the tears from falling. Her make-up must not be ruined or else Daemon will put her up on that room again for hours staring at the vanity mirror while they glam her up like a doll. It’s exhausting. But she missed her mom. It’s her mom. It’s been weeks since the last time she had seen and spoken wi