Chapter 43--No Intention

*Ryan* “How dare she do that, right in front of me!” my mother bellows, her veins protruding from her forehead and begging to pop. I stifle a laugh as I fix my gaze on her. “I do not see what she did wrong mother. What are you getting so riled up about?” My mother looks like I have just thrown rocks at her. The disbelief etched on her face is palpable and it makes me want to chuckle even more. “I knew this woman had a hold on you, but I never knew how strong it was,” she spits. “How did you not see the blatant disrespect she showed here?” I rise up from the chair, The colorful array of fruits, the golden hue of scrambled eggs, and the flaky texture of buttered toast, no more appealing to me. My face is stern as I speak. “I would rather she have a hold on me, that you and my father trying to control my life so much. It is so bad, that you went all the way to invite Emily, someone I can barely even remember or care about.” My gaze flickers to Emily and once are eyes meet, she looks