CHAPTER 94

  Writer's pov

  "Was he lying?" I asked myself and sat back on the chair. "What is it? You aren't saying anything neither are you getting up?" I said to him angrily. What annoyed me the most is that he was looking more upset then I was.

  "Are you always going to be like this towards her? Can't you see what she's doing to you? No matter how hard you try to be a good daughter to her she doesn't want to acknowledge you as her daughter." Darrel said to me angrily. I finally understood what was making him upset, he sounded like he was ready to slap me if I take an inch out of the restaurant.

  "But didn't you say she fell? How are we supposed to keep sitting here knowing fully well that she's not okay?" I asked Darrel curiously.

  Darrel facial expression could say it all already, I decided not to push it too much and just stop talking about mom so that he doesn't say something I might not like to hear.