Sinclair's pov
"How dare you take such step right after we've warned you to stay the hell away from that rogue!" My mother yelled almost immediately after I stepped into the living room.
"I'm talking to you, Sinclair Blackwood. You want to be a man and make your own decisions, then you go ahead and make a stupid one for a start!" She scolded even more, but I stood there and stared down at her while she yelled.
"I was right. She charmed you!That rogue is a witch too, she charmed you my son, wake up and see reality!" She cried, and I pinched my nose bridge in frustration.
"See me in my study, Sinclair.." my father said from upstairs, and I sighed as I went upstairs. My mother followed me immediately, still ringing it in my ears that I'm under Blair's love spell.
"Not you, Eunice, just my son," my father snapped at her, and she paused midway.
What does my father want to say that he even asked his wife to wait behind?