She Called Me Six Times and I Never Answered. When I Found Out Why, I Revoked My Own Mother’s Access Before I Hung Up the Phone

I felt the blood go out of my face.

“Since March.”

“Since March.

Every single one.

She could have called you five hundred times, Wesley; you’d never have seen a thing.

Your phone was lying to you.”

Across the room, Rosalie had gone completely still, her hand halfway to her mouth.

“Who authorized it,” I said.