"Excuse me?" She gawked making him standstill on his way to the door. "This behaviour, what do you mean by this behaviour?" Angelo rolled his eyes and answered her with a bored expression on his face that only fuelled her anger more. "I meant about the nonsense that you spouted with me, all the mental torture and whatnot. I don't care what happened to her, I care about what happened to my family and who did it."
"Non-sense?!" She held standing up. "You think all of that is nonsense. That is the reason why your grandmother is doing all of this!"
He continued to stare at her as if this conversation did not matter at all to him.
She sighed. What was the point?
"That's the thing about you," he pointed his finger at her. "The shit you talk about has no importance."
"Excuse me?" She glared at him. "What the hell Angelo?!" She felt humiliated. Be had never talked to her that way. After the twins, mutual respect had been set in between them.
