My uncle, My mate
No matter how hard I tried to think about what must be going on here, it was difficult to follow along when there were three adults having a 'conversation' like sworn enemies, with one - my mother, seeming like she couldn't wait to have the others heads off.
It had come as a surprise seeing my mother like this and at the same time, difficult to believe.
Swallowing, I could already feel my head pounding in pain again and the scent of Damien's parents, most especially, his mother's scent which seemed oddly familiar wasn't helping matters.
I took a deep breath and closed my two eyes as I raised my two hands akimbo, "Can someone please explain what exactly is going on here? I've had enough of th