ALEJANDRO’S POV.
My mother has successfully turned our penthouse to a graveyard. It is so silent. The liveliness is gone. No one is really coming around anymore, it keeps reminding me of my younger years. It make me want to go sit and rethink my very boring life.
“Alejandro, your attention is required.” Lucy says as she opens the door of my room and I nod.
I get off the sofa and follow her out, but she stops and let me pass and I turn back to look at her.
“It is your Mom. She requested to see you, I heard her mumble that it is quite important.” She tells me when she notices the questioning look on my face.
Without saying another word to her, I walk away and I appreciate it more when she doesn’t follow me.
“You are still on the malice path?” My mom asks as I walk in and I groan.
I sh
