L**Elena's p.o.v**
The look on mom's face alongside Stella when I had joined them at the dining already smelled like trouble.
My heart was beating so hard against my chest as I waited for them to say nothing but the thought of Timothy and Andre.
I smiled upon rememberimg pecking him slightly on his lips, I remembered how his lips tasted the other time making me smile.
"Is that all?" She asked looking at me asked intensively as though she was suspecting something else not that I cared, the answer I found more befitting was a nod.
"I'm not a fool, Elena. Tell me what Leo said that made you so hurt to the point of tears because according to my son, he didn't hit you" she said again.
"He didn't" I replied staring at my plate of food without eating or looking up at her.
"Then? Are you that weak to be scared by a hand lifted at you?" sh asked in anger making me flinch as I remembered how he had tried touching me.
