Keya
I was bombarded with glares and questions from my second parents the moment I stepped inside the house. "I noticed that you have been behaving unlike you lately. Care to tell me what you went to do outside so early in the morning without letting your parents know?" Mom started. They were seated in the sitting room watching the news from the TV.
"I sent you a text Mom. I told you I would be going out for an emergency meeting."
"And the emergency meeting doesn't have a name." I was startled by her high-pitched voice.
"Cut her some slack honey. Allow her to even sit."
"I know you don't always care about what she does. You were here last night when she came home looking miserable. And now that I'm trying to set things straight you're turning me into a bad person. What kind of a husba
