LUNETH
"Mom? What is this?" Drexon faces his mom squarely, ignoring Mlajore, who is trying to get his attention. She looks a little bummed out that he was not paying attention to her, but she was sure that she was winning.
"I told you a guest," Rose smiled at her son, holding his hand gently. He removed his hand from hers and took a step back.
"Why would you bring her here?" Drexon sounds annoyed. I have seen him annoyed a few times, but this seems different. I see the way his jaw tightens, and his grip on my hand tightens.
"She's a friend."
"Whose?" Drexon screams at his mom, narrowing his eyes. "Because she is not mine, she is not my friend, and you know this."
"Yes, that is because she is more to you."
"Then why are you doing this?" Drexon asked again. Everyone wa
