Chapter ninety one

Alessia's POV

"This is really bullshit!" I blurted out in anger, splattering spittle on Cara and Allen. Not like I care to say sorry though.

"Can you calm your nerves?" Allen mumbled.

I turned to him with my raging anger, "how do you expect me to? My mother is on the sick bed, wallowing in pain and there goes my awesome grandfather who thinks it's heroic of her. Is it that I am the only sane one in this entire house!"

Allen and Cara practically rolled their eyes at me, as if whatever I was saying sounded like a banned music. I don't know if they are in some sort of coup that I do not know of. But, whatever it is running through this lots head. it's surely not of a sane person.

I have watched my mother cower in fear in front of her father everytime she is in his presence. What surprises me the most, is how cold he is towards his said children. Despite, my father's presence lacking in my life.

I have seen people like Ashley's father, who protects and loves their children like their