Amber's pov
I stood motionless as I observed Adrian pressing his phone against his right ear, and in my mind, I kept thinking, 'Wouldn't my grandma tell him what I don't want her to say?' If I could have taken the phone from him, I would have done it immediately.
"Please, don't call my grandma. If I have any issues with her, we will resolve them ourselves," I said after thinking outside the box and walking towards the house. I was upset, and Adrian quickly followed me.
"What's the matter?" he asked, and I could hear his phone ringing. Fortunately, my grandma probably wasn't near her phone, and the call ended without her answering.
"What's wrong?" Adrian held my hand as I stood near the door of our room. I didn't want to look at his face. Contemplating my encounter with his mom and my grandma, I felt both furious and confused.
"Can you please let me sit down? I've been feeling stressed," I requested. What happened next was that he instantly picked me up, carrying me as if I
