Ava

It’s almost midnight when I get home after my gruesome shift at the hospital, and the last thing I needed was fucking drama but I’m met with mom crying and Aunt Clara yelling the second I open the door.

Perfect.

I head to the living room to find Mom sitting on the couch and wiping her eyes, a pile of used tissues on the coffee table in front of her.

Okay this might just be more serious than I expected it to be.

I’m about to go over to her when she raises a finger to aunt Clara.

“Just shut the fuck up!” Mom yells.

“He’s a disgusting pig,...