#Chapter 84 Finding Out the Truth

Aiden’s POV When we reached my house, my phone rang in my pocket. I pulled it out and glanced at the screen, groaning when I saw my mother’s name flash across the screen. I thought about denying her call, but I knew I would only get backlash later if I did, I reluctantly answered it while Carol went into the bedroom to get changed. We were having dinner with her parents this evening, which both of us almost forgot about after our time at the stadium. Thankfully, her mother texted her a reminder while we were driving home, and she rushed to get ready only an hour before we were expected to be there. “Hello,” I said into the phone, trying not to sound as annoyed as I felt. “Aiden?” My mother said at the other end. “I wasn’t expecting you to actually answer the phone. You never do.” I don’t miss the bitterness in her tone, and I roll my eyes, grateful that she can’t see me. “Is there something you wanted, mother?” I ask her, my own bitterness oozing off my tone. “I jus