The Devil’s Contract
I looked back at Adonis who was staring back at her with an intensity colder than I have ever seen.
“Mom, this is Adonis, Estelle’s husband,” Amelia said, standing between us. Her voice lifted half of the tension surrounding us, and I was grateful for the interruption.
I looked back at Adonis and my mom. What the hell was that about?
“Yeah, I know him. He’s famous. I used to see him on the TV back at the ward,” her voice was artificial, hinting that she was uncomfortable. But why would she be?
“Hello, Mom,” I greeted her and she blatantly ignored me. My gut wrenched but I tried to push the gnawing feeling aside.