James PoV
“Mom?” I blurt out.
My body tenses at the surprise. What is she doing here? She rarely comes…especially unannounced.
“Yes. It’s me.” she says irately, one hand on her hip and the other holding a food container.
“What… You should be resting at home.”
“I wanted to have breakfast with you and bought croissants… Little did I know you were having your own breakfast party.” She mutters with fuming eyes.
“Mom… You should not stress.”
“Then do not bring this wench to your house!”
I notice Harper flinching in her seat, a sullen expression taking over her face.
Shit! First Connor… then Ethan… Now mom. They are really out for Harper’s blood.
I should be out for blood too... I am... ain't I?
“Mom…”
“What James? What? Are you going to defend her? YOU!” she yells at Harper, rais
