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Ignoring the fact that she was completely naked, Mom lunged forward. "Have you completely lost your mind? He's your father!" "No, he's not! He's just an outsider!" I screamed with everything I had. The fury in Mom's eyes quickly turned into pure disgust. "I swear I gave birth to a curse. All you do is ruin my life! "Do you know why I never loved your father? He was a boring guy who spent all his time and energy working! He deserved to work himself to death!"

"And I am the mother of this house. But don't let the title fool you, Lila. I share everything with my boys." She stopped right in front of me, her eyes dropping to the hem of my robe. I felt a cold trail of moisture running down my inner thigh. I tried to squeeze my legs together, but it was too late. "Is that juice leaking from your pussy, Lila? Or are you just that happy to see us?" Mrs. Willow asked. Her voice was loud enough for the whole table to hear. "I... no, Ma'am," I stammered, my face burning. "I'm just... it's hot in here."

“You really think he’ll sleep with that… thing?” “Dat t’ing my sister,” Mama said, soft for the first time. “An’ she pretty as any girl you ever seen when she got a heartbeat proper.” “Enough,” I hissed. She tilted her head. “You ain’ ready for truths,” she decided, then went back to her pot. “So you get stories.” The shack ticked with the heat. The smell of gumbo thickened, pepper, and something coppery under it. “He’s not yours to break or mend,” I said.

Back home, I find Mom waiting in the living room, a blanket over her lap and a single lamp glowing. “You went to the lighthouse,” she says softly. It isn’t a question. “I needed to,” I replied. She pats the cushion beside her. “Sit with me.” I do. For a long time we say nothing. The house is quiet except for the steady tick of the clock. Finally she whispers, “We’ll be all right, Scarlett.” And for the first time, I believe her. Days pass. News outlets swarm with headlines about the smuggling ring and the mysterious death of Robert Hayes. Commentators debate motives and conspiracies. Through it all, Mom and I move carefully but steadily grocery runs, quiet dinners, slow conversations about t

She whispered and kissed her son’s head. Viraj giggled and moved his small handa to grab his mother’s hair. Manya smiled and moved away from his reach. “No, V. Mama can't play with you today because she is going to war,” she said and once again kissed her son before putting him back to his crib. She glanced at Dylan's sleeping figure and smiled. Her children were her power. She could win the world with them with her. “Manya. The lawyer is waiting for us at the police station.”

She had truly done her best. Sure enough, when Shirley returned to her neighborhood, she hadn't walked far before she heard shouting coming from Building A. The neighbors had gathered around curiously. Shirley couldn't help but ask, "What's happening?" "Oh, young girl, you don't know how lively this family is!" a gossip-loving aunt grabbed Shirley and excitedly started blabbering, "The mother-in-law came from the countryside to live with her son, and she asked her daughter-in-law to serve her dinner. Little did she know that this daughter-in-law was fierce; she poured a plate of hot dishes over her mother-in-law's head! But the mother-in-law isn't one to be trifled with; she grabbed a plate

Mom jabbed a finger at Shawn and hissed, "Shawn Zink, our dear Jennifer treated your family with utmost sincerity after marrying you! Be it jewelry or supplements, everything she ever bought has always been the very best! "Yet, what did she get in return? Your mother held a grudge against her for not paying for the Christmas dinner and instructed men to beat her to death! "As her husband, not only did you not protect her, but you're even siding with your mother! And you dare call yourself a man? You expect us to forgive your family? Absolutely not!" Dad fished out his phone and called his lawyer, his tone icy and firm as he ordered, "Mr. Lawson, I need you to help me handle three matters.

“Don’t ignore me next time. We shouldn’t have even bothered asking you anything. Obviously, a low-life like your type wouldn’t have anything deep to do with Jason anyway.” Madison stepped closer, her smile vicious. “Just thank God your mother was a good enough whore to keep Gavin interested. Enjoy it while it lasts.” The word hit me like a slap.Whore. My mother. The woman who’d raised me alone, who’d worked herself to exhaustion, who’d sacrificed everything to keep us afloat after my father died. My hands clenched into fists. “Well, thank you for that.” The voice came from behind me, deep and smooth and utterly confident.An arm dropped casually over my shoulders, warm and solid.

Violence waiting without needing to move. I stood near the second barrel with a glass in my hand and watched the flames catch and release on the metal rim, orange light sliding over my knuckles, my hair, the front of my coat. Someone had told the same story twice already about my mother throwing a wrench at Garrick when he was younger because he had insulted her cooking, and each time it landed, the yard had laughed in slightly different places. The laughter came easier on stories like that. The pack preferred her alive in memory when it could manage it. Sharp-tongued. warm. beautiful. Intimidating in the way only women who are completely secure in themselves ever really are. But the other s

Joe's voice cracked as he screamed, "You promised you'd be loyal! Who the hell is this guy?" Hailey's parents showed up soon after, but instead of being shocked by her behavior, they went straight for Joe. Her mother lit into him, furious. "This is your fault! If you'd been a real man and satisfied my daughter, she wouldn't have needed to look elsewhere! She ramped it up with more drama, pounding her chest and wailing. "You tricked my daughter into this pathetic marriage, didn't even pay a bride price or throw a wedding! Then you got her pregnant and left her to suffer. With her beauty, she could've married into a wealthy family and lived like a queen!"