The nerve of this woman. She hated me for some reason and I hated her too. She was stuck up, judgmental, and controlling. Why did Lorenzo oblige to her request?

‘Mother, don't talk about her like that.’ Lorenzo said a bit too angrily.

‘Oh.’ her voice is acidic, the realization sets in. ’I see this is the girl you think you love, isn't she?’

Love. I stared at him with wide eyes, his eyes were hooded with an emotion I couldn't quite decipher.

‘I see.’ she said getting up to her feet. The two guards came out of the kitchen, sending me death glares.

‘Pathetic. Allowing a girl to beat...