chapter 5

As I opened the door and came face to face with a lady in her mid-forties. Briefly and creatively describe her. She had a bit of semblance to Nate, and she dropped her hands akimbo when she saw me.

“What's all this, Nate?” She asked immediately if she saw Nate.

I stood there, feeling a bit awkward and out of place as the tension between Nate and the woman in front of us grew. I didn't know who she was, but her resemblance to Nate made me assume that she must be a relative, perhaps an older sister or cousin.

Her piercing gaze swept over me from head to toe, and I suddenly became very aware of my appearance, specifically the low-cut blouse I had chosen to wear that day. I quickly buttoned up, trying to hide my embarrassment.

“What's going on here?” the woman demanded, still staring at me.

Nate looked at me, and then back at the woman. She is…” The woman huffed and interrupted him before he could complete his words.

“Well, I know she is just a whore like you always say with every other