Capítulo 211: Will you blame me?

"What little tricks?" Catrin's voice faltered, uncertainty creeping into her tone.. "W-what do you mean, Mom?" 

Brenda gave a dry chuckle at that, the sound devoid of any humor. "You actually know well I am referring to, Catrin." 

A brief silence hung in the air, heavy and tense. Catrin's face grew pale and her heart thumped so loud that the sound felt to be echoing through the call. Dreaded of something, she tried to explain. "Mom, I —"

But her words were sharply interrupted. "Catrin, it's time for you to understand that your little tricks are no longer capable of controlling Arwen anymore. If anything, believe that Arwen is your daughter. Nothing can bend her so easily. Not even you." 

Before Catrin could say anything, the beep of disconnection came loud, letting her know that the call was hung up already, leaving her with no chance.