I Took Her Phone, She Took My Life — Novel

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In a world where silence can be deadly, one mother’s desperate act spirals her family into chaos. After a heated argument with her daughter, Emily, a simple confiscation leads to unimaginable consequences. As blood spills and darkness closes in, the once tight-knit family begins to unravel, revealing secrets and resentments that threaten to tear them apart forever.

Jason, oblivious to the turmoil brewing beneath the surface, tries to navigate his own frustrations at home. As he unwittingly comes closer to discovering the truth, he finds himself grappling with a sibling dynamic fraught with tension. Will he connect the dots before it's too late? Meanwhile, Emily's obsession with her phone blinds her to the depths of her actions, leaving her to wonder if she can ever reclaim her mother’s love.

Bound by blood yet divided by betrayal, the Millers face a reckoning that could change their lives forever. As the clock ticks down, will they find a way to break free from the cycle of violence and neglect, or will they be left to contend with the ghosts of their choices? In this gripping tale of family bonds and the price of love, every choice has a consequence, and every silence hides a scream.

I Took Her Phone, She Took My LifeChapter 1

My daughter had failed her exams and was facing delayed graduation. School was about to start again, yet she was still addicted to her phone, playing until five in the morning.

In a fit of anger, I confiscated her phone.

I never expected her to suddenly explode in rage, grab a hammer, and smash it down on me.

“Give me back my phone! Give it back! Can’t you just leave me alone? You’re so annoying!”

Each word was punctuated by a blow, until I collapsed, blood splattering everywhere.

When I fainted, she tied up my hands and feet, taped my mouth shut, and sewed me into Jason Miller’s punching bag.

My limbs went numb, pain throbbed in the back of my head, while she hummed a tune and went on playing her game as if nothing had happened.

After six long hours, I finally heard Jason come home.

“Mom, I’m starving… Mom? Where are you?”

Jason came in with his backpack, just back from his tutoring class, and instinctively looked for me.

On the couch, Emily Miller was staring intently at her phone, fingers flying across the screen.

Hearing her brother’s call, she didn’t even look up, clicking her tongue impatiently.