“What do you think you are doing?” Liam asked Dre.
After she had stormed off from the dining table, the mood in the house had turned sour.
“You are saying such hurtful things to your mother just because of some boy?” Liam questioned.
Dre heard him but didn’t turn back to look at him. It irritated her that he had come to defend her mother.
“He is not some boy, Liam,” Dre said arrogantly.
That hit a nerve.
Liam gritted his teeth. “So you will talk to her like that?”
“Like what?” Dre shot back. “She’s the one controlling my life. I can do what I want. Period.” She ended the topic from her side.
“She’s thinking about your future,” Liam tried to explain. “She doesn’t like Jay very much, that’s all.”
Dre let out a humourless laugh. Of course she didn’t.
“Oh, that’s because she likes yo
