No More You
Then, softening, she added, “I’m sorry, my dear. I didn’t mean to raise my voice. I just couldn’t bear the thought of anything bad happening to you, especially when you’ve just recently gotten married. You’re my daughter now.”
Her heartfelt words made Azzmi place a hand over her chest. Amy, noticing, leaned closer and whispered, asking if she was okay. Azzmi nodded and smiled brightly.
“I feel so much better now that I’ve spoken to you. Even though my husband told me you were alright, I just needed to hear it myself. I love you, my child.”
“I love you too, Mom,” Azzmi’s voice cracked slightly, overwhelmed by the love she had just received.
After the call ended, she placed her phone on the ta