HAYE'S POV
It’s been days and still Bianca had refused to talk to me. Giving me the cold shoulders. It was like a wall had been built between us, a cold, invisible barrier that wasn't there before.
I wanted to talk to her so badly about the conversation she had with my mom but the look on her face each time I mentioned my mother was enough to let me know my mother had crossed the line once again.
Bianca had tried too hard to impress my parents and all my mother does is degrade her efforts. Enough was enough. I have always been so lenient with them, unable to fully stand up for her as I don't want to go against her.
My mother means a lot to me, so does buanace, she was my woman and the mother of my child, if I don't stand up for her nobody will.
I made my way into the house I grew up
