You son of a bitch!
I rose from my crunched position and placed my hands on my waist as a darkly glared at him.
Mar brought the girls upstairs. And I stood, rooted to the floor, as I watched them.
I don't know what to do, nor can I move my legs. It was as if the shock I felt made me immobile.
The three of them came upstairs. Seeing them on the same floor as my baby, I felt anger unlike any I've ever felt.
I matched up to them, with a very dark expression on my face as I glared at them, Mar more than the others.
Mar watched me as I approached, and a part of his mouth tilted up at the side. It was as if he were making fun with this.
"Get out of my house, this instant!" I point to the front door downstairs and angrily folded my arms.
"Who are you?"
The girl in a short red gown asked as she gave me a once-over.
"I'm—"
"Leave him. He's no one."
