Antonio's POV
"Antonio!"
I groaned lowly. Sometimes, I regret coming home. Today is one of those days.
"Mother" I greeted, walking further into the living room, ignoring the glare my mother threw my way from where she stood.
"Don't walk out on me, Antonio!" Halting, I waited for her to get to me.
"What is it this time?" I asked, holding myself from rolling my eyes at her.
Isn't she supposed to rest from all the work stress, considering her health issues?
Health issue. I needed to find out about this her Cancer. I was beginning to have my doubts too.
"Everything. Why are you doing this to us?" Here she goes again.
Knowing that this would be a long one, I made my way to the couch and sat down. "What am I doing, ma?"
"Everything wrong. You just tend to do all the wrong things and I
