Aurora's POV. 47.
My mother-in-law's voice, dripping with forced tears, cut through the tension. "Luther, why do you want to kill your brother over a woman? What has... what has he even done?" The tears were a sham, I could see it, meant only for Richard, her precious, i***t son.
"What do you mean, Mother? He always tries to steal the women I'm with. And now he's got his damn eyes on my wife!" Luther roared, the gun still trembling in his hand, aimed at Richard.
"Richard! Say something! What is all this about? Were you trying something with her?" She glared at me, pure disgust etched on her face. "Richard, can't you at least get a decent woman for yourself if you wanted something to do with a woman? What the hell?"
That's when Richard finally spoke, his voice shaky. "Mother... Aurora
