CLAY
"Well, whatever it is you have to say, you can say it in front of the both of us," Sophia told me as she looked at me expectantly.
"Sophia, Sean is dead," I told her, holding her gaze to make sure that she fully understood what I was telling her.
"What do you mean Sean is dead? Sean went to try and talk some sense into Carla. She is giving him grief over this stupid mate business. Wait… did she do something to him? What did that little b***h do to my boy?" Sophia shouted, jumping up and looking furious at the thought of Carla hurting Sean.
I stood up and looked into her eyes, "Sit down," I instructed her.
"No. Not until you tell me what she did to my boy," she shouted.
"Sophia, Carla didn't do anything to your son. Now, please sit down," I said, motioning for her to re-take her
