LAURA'S FAMILY HOUSE
Laura watched what was going on. She could sense things getting out of control.
Her heart raced as she saw the anger in Miguel’s eyes. She had seen him like this before—driven by anger, logic clouded by emotion, it never ends well.
"Miguel, what are you doing?" Laura’s voice was filled with concern, hoping to pull him back from whatever line he was about to cross.
Miguel shot her a glance, his jaw clenched tightly. "Wreaking havoc, apparently. That’s all I’m good at, right?" He said.
The bitterness in his tone stung. Laura took a step closer, lowering her voice to try and calm him down.
"No, Miguel, I don’t mean it like that. But you’re going to piss them off, I mean the ones who sent them, and things could get out of hand," Laura said.
Miguel scoffed. "Look
