Phoebe closed her eyes tight against the sudden tears. He was right. She couldn't she needed him too much, cared about him too much to do so. But this was her mother. She opened her eyes, shifted so she was between him, and her mother, even though she already had him in vines

"I know, I know" she said softly

she turned to her mother, "he is my boyfriend" she said "let him go, please"