Carrie's mom's words struck deep.
She wanted to argue, to insist she was being careful, but guilt crept in instead.
Because her mom wasn't wrong—Carrie was sneaking around, and she hadn't been completely honest.
In the end, all she could do was nod.
"Okay, Mom."
But as she retreated to her room later that night, her thoughts swirled.
How could she tell her mother that the boy she was seeing wasn't just some ordinary guy, but Ross—the Ross—whose name alone could send a crowd screaming?
If her mother knew, she wouldn't just be cautious; she'd lock Carrie inside the house.
And yet, Carrie also knew she couldn't keep lying forever.
That night, Carrie texted Ross about what had happened with her mother and how she was being pushed to reveal who he was.
She typed everything honestly, her thumbs moving quickly across the screen, then stared at her phone as if his reply would pop up instantly.
