Chapter 47

Just when I thought things couldn’t go any worse than this, everything shattered with the intrusion of that insufferable voice—the very sound that grated against my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. Jasmine. Of all the unfortunate timings, she chose this precise moment to make her entry.

"So, this is why you told me to stay at home?" Her words dripped with an air of accusation, each syllable a sharp jab aimed at Carmine.

"And this is where you were going to drink your coffee and relax?" Her tone, mocking and piercing, intensified the relentless assault on Carmine’s patience.

Carmine’s response, laced with annoyance, only fueled the growing tension. "Will you shut up, Jasmine, if not for just a minute? Can't you see we are not playing here?" He yelled, aimed at Jasmine, adding to the chaos of the moment.

Carmine had never directed such rude words at his sister before. His sudden outburst even startled me. Their bickering, like an unpleasant melody, echoed. It seemed a cruel trick of f