Angelica's POV:Everyone stop talking, with only the light sound of birds chirping taking its place.
“Nia!” the woman yells. “How can you say that to Mrs.Winston?”
“I don’t care who she is; I don’t want her here! It’s my birthday, and she is ruining it!” she complains, and her mother's face turns red.
“Nia!”
“You’re nothing but a gold-digging bi-”
The woman slaps Nia’s face. “Go to your room until you’re ready to apologize to Mrs.Winston.”
Nia places a hand on her cheek. “M-Mom! How can you do that to me! I’m helping you; she is obviously back here to-”
“Nia!” the woman shouts. “I will not repeat it. Go back-”
“No, go ahead,” I said calmly. “What do you want to tell me, Nia?”
The woman rotten tomato color lip curl down with displeasure. “I’m sorry, but I spoil he-”
“No,” I didn
