Robbed Off

CHARLOTTE'S POV:-

Once I sobered up, I dialled my brother's number. I was not shocked at all the moment he hung up without even picking up my call. I dialled the landline and he did the same. But he didn't live alone in that home. I called Rene and as I had expected, she picked up the call. "Oh my God, Charlotte! Sweetie, how are you? How have you been? Where have you been?" Rene bombarded me with a bunch of questions.

At that moment, I was not in the mood for her honey sweet voice or sugar coated words. I was pissed. "Unfortunately for both of you, I made it to Nana on my own. No thanks to you. Where is that cowardly bastard husband of yours?" I yelled at her, forgetting about the relationship we had before.

I didn't do it for no reason. I had a reason why I would yell at her. "Charlotte! What's the matter? Is that the way to talk to your elders?" She asked me in a disappointed tone. Old Charlotte would have apologized instantly but after facing near death situations and unexpected