Already precious to me.

Arwen didn't realize her words had come out so forceful, and her tone laced with such strength and conviction that she rarely dared to show. 

On the other end of the line, Catrin was left momentarily speechless. The shock she felt was very evident in her silence. Maybe because this was the first time in a long time her daughter hadn't cowered or made excuses. It took a moment for Catrin to gather her thoughts. 

"Arwen, what tone are you using? Did you forget who you are talking to?" Though in a low voice, Catrin spoke with the familiar edge of authority. 

Arwen's hand clenched the phone tighter. She had always accepted her mother's harsh words with a smile, no matter how deeply they stung. She had constantly strived to meet her impossible standards, only to be left disappointed within. Yet, none of it had ever brought her any warmth from her mother.