“If your mother hadn’t twisted my father’s mind, you wouldn’t even be here,” Layla snapped, her eyes shooting daggers. “Your actions destroyed our family. What used to be a happy home is now a battleground for cats and dogs. You always mess things up.”
“What!”
“Yes, cunt.”
“Watch your mouth—”
“No, you watch yours, Braila. This isn’t your home. It’s mine.”
Those words cut me deep. I froze. My mouth got stiff from speaking. Why would she—?
“No matter how sweet you try to act around here. You can’t deceive everyone, Braila. This used to be my home until you took everyone away from me. Ever since my father got married to your mother, you’ve been nothing but trouble.”
“I deceived no one. You don’t even know—”
“Of course I know you. You slept with Gifford and Ren.” She shrieked. “Wh
