Amara’s POV
“I’m Amara.”
Gabriel's mom laughed and said, "So you're the daughter of this crazy woman?"
"You're always insulting me, Georgia!" my mom slapped the woman.
Georgia slapped her back and said, "Me? Because you deserved it, Mary! Please leave my husband alone, or I will kill you with my bare hands."
Gabriel stepped in the middle of the fight between the two women. I left the scene because I was sick of all the drama, and even though my dad called my name, I tried not to look back.
Gabriel chased me outside and grabbed my arm.
“Hey, where are you going?”
“I’m not supposed to be here. It's frustrating that everyone feels the need to argue in my presence; it adds to the chaos. I'm sick of it all." I said.
He shrugged his shoulders and said, “I guess it’s not a good day
