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Phina was lost in her thoughts, so she didn't hear Mrs. Betty repeatedly calling her name. Eventually, she snapped out of her daydream and turned to face the woman.

"How are you doing? You're in tears." She stated while indicating her face.

She gave a short sniff and wiped her face of the tears. She was crying, but she was unaware of it.

"Ma, I'm OK. Simply mulling over things." She informed her. She didn't know if she should trust her when she glanced at her.

"Are you sure? I hope there are no issues between you and Patrick. She questioned with genuine worry. She knows her son.

The concept makes her rapidly shake her head. Patrick wasn't the one. She was thinking about him, but not right now. Her mind is becoming clouded by other things.

"Yes, mother. I'm alright. Ricky and I are both doing well. She gave her that assurance.

"All right. Everything will work out, sweetie."

"Thank you, ma." She was grateful.