Amara’s POV
"Uh! I need you to watch my dog this week, please?" she prompted.
I laughed hysterically as I stared at her, put my hand on my hips, and grumbled rudely. "What about me?! I've been really busy lately, and now you want me to take care of your dog while all you do is travel, holiday, and gamble at any casino!"
She stares in disbelief, “Hey, don’t talk to me like that. I am still your mother! Yes, I looked like an older sister to you because I gave birth to you when I was seventeen, but that doesn’t give you the right to disrespect me!”
"You’re being so dramatic again. Can we just leave Sammy with a dog sitter?" I asked with a smirk.
"Sammy only knows you, and this dog wasn't very good with other people," she said with clenched teeth. "Could you please watch over her for a
