Zaan POV
The sound of turmoil and screams interrupted my slumber. Then I slowly stood up, rubbing my eyes. “Where were you last night?” my older brother Azom scowled at me.
His yelling astonished me, and my body stiffened. “I came to the backyard to meet Kosho,” I inform him.
He snatched my hand and dragged me across the room. When I watched uncle Marco and my mother arguing, my breath caught in my throat. Meanwhile, Uncle Marco slapped me across the face, causing a stinging sensation, and bowed my head.
My mother dashed up alongside me, attempting to calm Uncle Marco. “This is what you're doing,” he said, clenching his jaw. “You went to meet Kosho's sister, and there you were caught by her mother.” I felt humiliated in front of him, and he was so angry with me that he chastised my mo
