JUNE

I avoided his call last night because I was so pissed with the man who called himself my uncle. I banged the door in his face and refused to speak with him.

Damn him!

How could he expect me to receive that slut into the house? Did he expect me to smile at her as I shook her hands?

To hell.

“What's wrong? You look like you are getting ready for a fight,” Mark pursed his lips, staring at me with an amused expression on his face.

He tapped his fingers on the table in front of him, looking like someone who had no form of care.

“Family war,...