~Dante’s POV~
I was left speechless and frozen in one place as I stood there, unable to contain the wrath that was building within me. “What exactly did you say?” I watched her as she spun around and, with a gasp, dropped her phone on the floor.
“Dante.”
“What did you just say, mother?” She began to bite her nails, then clutched her gown as if her life depended on it. She was striving for some sort of equilibrium as she trembled backward.
“What is going on here?” My father entered the room. His eyes moved from my trembling mother to mine. “Care to explain what is happening here?” I waited for my mum to open her mouth and explain why she had done what she had done.
“I—I can explain.” I sneered at what she had stated.
“You can explain? Listen, I don’t want to see you ever again, and yo
