~~~All my windows still are broken but I'm standing on my feet. You can take everything I have. You can break everything I am like I'm made of glass, like I'm made of paper. Go on and try to tears me down, I will be rising from the ground like a skyscraper, like a skyscraper.~~~
-Demi Lovato-
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"I'm so sorry, mommy," Cali said for the third time. She wasn't looking at me but at her hands resting on her lap.
We were in my room and I waited for her to wake up the next morning because I wanted to talk to her what happened yesterday.
"I wasn't mad that your dad gave you a phone and you talked to him even though I don't know, but I was disappointed you didn't inform me that you also invited him to our supposed to be mother and daughter date yesterday."
I paused and knelt in front of her as I held both her hands.