"Venezia, stop." I scrunched up my face, mentally cursing at myself for not slipping out of my house fast enough. Darn, I should really get my own place.
I slowly turned around and faced Galen, sighing.
I was doing a good job avoiding him up until now.
"Can we please talk?" His voice sounded drained out and tired.
I slowly nodded and followed him into the lounge where we both sat down. I should not feel this awkward with my own brother but I did.
It pissed me off knowing that he thought of me as a whorey b***h.
"Venezia, I'm sorry for calling you those horrible things, I was out of line and just angry. I did not mean it - but you can't blame me for being mad." He looked anticipated but from the look in his eyes, I could tell her genuinely meant what he said.
I sighed, knowing he was
