Melody’s mother stares at me, her face hardened with anger and hostility.
I did literally nothing, I just introduced myself to her daughter so why is she reacting this way?
Even if she plans on a being a typical jealous ex, this is too much.
My face twists in confusion. “I… i was just—“
“Melody!” She yells, interrupting me, “come here!” Melody skips over to her without hesitation. Then grip the material on her mid white length skirt.
“She has a pretty name—” I begin, trying to be polite.
“Yeah, I didn’t ask,” she snaps, cutting me off.
I blink, taken aback. “Oh…kay.” Clearing my throat, I force a thin smile as I walk towards her. “I’m Ha—”
She stops me with a raise of her hand, “I know who you are, Hazel.” She sneers.
Yeah, me, her? Definitely not going to be friends.
“Okay.
