Bryant pov

Now I was waiting with every ounce of patience that was inside of me and tolerating the tardiness of Anna even when my grandmother had arrived at the living room for the impromptu meeting that I wanted to have with the two of them I didn't know that I could ever be this angry my blood was pricking so hot that if someone decided to cut my hand and my blood touches the ground it will melt right through it.

My grandmother was leaning over the chair where she sat asking me why I looked so troubled but I didn't respond to her I just held up my...