Trouble strikes

Fernando’s POV

"Has mother come to visit you yet?" Roman asked, as he poured some vodka into a glass cup and handed it to me.

"What do you think?" I hummed, taking a small sip of the alcoholic drink.

Roma and I were lounging outside on the porch, basking in each other's presence and trying to catch up on what we had both missed on in each other's lives after five years.

Two days had passed since his impromptu arrival. And although he had his own place, he prefered to hang out at mine.

He had also taken a liking to Ethan and never wanted to leave his side at times.

Helen and Ethan were currently out, running an errand at the mall.

"So she really came huh?" He scoffed. "What did she say?"

"What do you think?" I reiterated, which made Roman poke my sides.

"Not funny," He huffed. "Be serious."

"The same old tantrum, what else? When she saw Helen and Ethan, she went livid and almost began a long rant but I cut her short and warned her against insulting them," I said. "She still thinks th