Melody stepped into her family’s quarters, her breath catching at the sight of Lila and Gabriel sitting in the living room. The space, usually a haven of tranquility, felt oppressive under the weight of her anger. Her eyes blazed, and she could feel the heat rising to her cheeks.
Her voice cut through the silence like a blade. “What are you hiding from us?” she screamed at Gabriel, her words echoing off the walls.
Gabriel, equally hot-headed, stood up from the sofa, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. His face turned a deep shade of red as he glared at his daughter. “Young lady, I advise you to calm down and start explaining yourself!” he roared, his voice thunderous and frustrated.
The tension between them crackled like electricity, making the air feel heavy and charged. Melody’s
