Amara’s POV
Parker taught me how to use a gun today, and I became hooked on it right away. I tried to point things out and shoot it easily while smiling to myself.
I couldn't help but think that the person I was shooting was Frederick. Seriously, I wanted that jerk to suffer!
Then the maid came in and said, “Miss Amara, someone is here for you. Should I tell her you’re busy?”
I asked the maid, “Who is it?”
“Her name is Mia.”
I rolled my eyes when I heard her name again. I nodded my head and said, “Okay, let her in.”
When Mia just walked in, she was startled to see me with a gun, and I pointed it at her with a creepy smile on my face.
She spoke with trembling lips and asked, "Amara, what are you doing? Please put down your gun."
Next to her was my mom, who looked scared whe
