CAMERON’S POV
“Cameron, what happened to your hands?” Sylvester asked. Huh? My hands? I didn’t even notice that my knuckles turned blue from yesterday’s encounter.
“Oh, this- it’s nothing.” Jasmine raised an eyebrow as she walks out of the kitchen, followed by Ella, Jasmine’s mother.
“Do you need some ointment for your knuckles?” My mother in law asked after putting the food down on the table. I shake my head no.
“It’s okay. So, what are we having for breakfast today?” I tried to change the subject of the conversation
“Did you punish our son? It’s okay, Cameron. You can be honest with us. Even though it’s hard for us to accept the truth, we will try.” I turned to my wife before sighing hard mentally.
“Your son was a nuisance. So I decided to take action into my own hands. I’m n
