James
My footsteps thudded till I reached the front of Leila’s room.
My mothers face widened but she shuffled in place to make it seem like she was just hanging about.
My jaw clenched, my eyes staring daggers at my mother. She looked everywhere but my eyes and when she didn’t decide to speak I did.
“What are you looking for?” I asked.
She placed her hands on the door knob, sliding it sideways.
“She’s a beautiful young lady James,”
“That’s not what I asked, what are you looking for here?” I barked, narrowing my eyes at her.
“Nothing james, Your father chose well,” she said tapping my chest and looking to the side. Knowing her, she was trying to slip away. Like she always did.
I held her wrist, her eyes shot up and leveled at mine.
“James leave me at this instant!” She sneered, sh
