"Julia, can you hear me talking?"
The sound of the waves was a bit loud, so Sophia Hart raised her voice slightly.
Julia Land straightened up from James Thompson's arms the moment she heard Sophia Hart's voice, "Where are you right now?"
Sophia Hart's feet were buried in the sand, drawing circles with her toes. She was wearing a loose-fitting dress, "I'm in Little Fish Village on the West Coast, Julia, I'm doing well here, don't worry about me."
Julia Land frowned, wondering why she had gone so far away, "What exactly happened between you and Andrew Benson?"
Sophia Hart hung her head, a bitter smile emerging on her sweet face, "His mother suddenly ran to me and attempted suicide with a knife; she slit her wrists. I ran away while Andrew Benson was at the hospital visiting his mother."
Julia Land was speechless. She couldn't help but curse out loud, "Is she sick?!"
She seemed quite unwell indeed.