CHAPTER 31{ The deal}

{Mac Allister }

I sat in my room, engrossed in the TV show playing on the screen. It provided a brief escape from the tangled web of emotions that had taken hold of my life. But my solitude was short-lived as my mother, Madame Beatrice, stormed into the room, her frustration evident in her demeanour.

"She told me everything," she declared, her voice tinged with disappointment and disapproval. She moved around the room, her words piercing through the air.

"Why haven't you slept with her?" Her question hit me like a wave, demanding an answer I wasn't ready to give.

I sighed, feeling the weight of her disappointment pressing down on me. "Mother, it meant nothing," I replied, my voice laced with frustration. I wished she could understand that my actions resulted from my confusion and turmoil.

Unfazed by my response, she seemed determined to make her point. Madame Beatrice grabbed the remote and turned off the TV, effectively interrupting the show that had momentarily distracted me.

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