Ethan's POV
Arriving home, I entered the house to see Mia sitting in the living room and staring hard at me. I sighed as I proceeded to take the stairs, but paused on her question “Where have you been? It's nine-thirty pm and you're just walking into the house and ignoring my presence”
“Please Mia, not today,” I said, trying to bring whatever discussion she was trying to bring up to a halt, but she wasn't having it.
“Where have you been, Ethan? Where are you coming from? You left home in the morning, and you're coming in by this time” she said rudely, her voice sharp.
“I just had a few shots of alcohol, and I'm not ready to exchange words with you Mia,” I said, taking another step on the stairs while she continued her question.
“Were you at Monica's house?” She asked, her voice lace
