Chapter fifty-six.

Keenan.

Rage surged through my body as I made my way up the front stairs and into the house. I made sure to bang the door shut but the 'bang' didn't do anything to justify the anger I was feeling. I was mad. The bitter feeling in my throat was so strong I could taste it.

I walked up to my room and slumped on the bed fisting, unfisting, clenching and unclenching my jaw to stop myself from doing anything rash but the exercise was doing nothing to keep my anger down.

"Babe," Isadora drawled, slowly rising from where she was sitting and reading a book. "Remember the lessons. Breathe in and out, gently and slowly."

"Don't Isadora," I stood up and started pacing. "Don't you dare tell me to call down because I have every right to be angry. To be mad even." I stopped pacing and faced her, " that stupid bitch that called herself Aurora thinks she can come back after ten years, ten whole years and spoil everything I have worked for.

Isadora dropped the book she was reading on the hair and inc