#Chapter64
---Little Bit of Drama
To me what he says wasn't a question. It was more like an order.
He didn't even ask politely or talk it out with us before dropping it in like that.
He doesn't know that moving away is damn hard for us. It's like we're leaving every beautiful moment I have with my family here not forgetting my mom.
She just passed away and this house is our home with her. She was the one who chose it.
/"Adassah pack your stuff we're moving to the pack house now/" he repeated himself and I felt myself in rage.
/"You know I don't like being told by someone else/" I hiss at him and put Wesley in my grandma's arms ready to have a fight with him.
My dad was just lying there with his patch up wounds looking between the two of us. I know he is shocked to see this side of me.
