GABRIELLA'S POV
"If you can't handle it, then why did you come here? Why do you show up wherever my son is?" Mrs. Evans snapped, interrupting my thoughts.
I clenched my fist and bit my lip to hold back my anger.
"I didn't come here because of your son. Get that straight," I retorted.
Aiden tapped my shoulder, trying to calm the situation. "Both of you, please calm down. This isn't the place for an argument," he said.
I couldn't help but respond harshly, "Your mother is the one who needs to hear that. She's always ready to fight and thinks the world revolves around her and you."
Mrs. Evans's character is something I despise the most in this life.
"Son, look at what she's saying," Mrs. Evans commented, pointing at me while her gaze remained fixed on her son.
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