Helanie:
"I don't understand anything. Why is she here?" Emma was the first to let out a scoff and question my presence. Everyone was gathered in the living room, but Norman had made me sit on a chair alone, his body blocking me as he stood in front of me with his giant self.
"You do realize we won't eat her alive, right?" That was Lord McQuoid, pointing out how Norman wouldn't let anyone even see me.
Norman stepped away slowly but stood tall, arms folded over his chest like he was ready to fight.
"May I speak with her?" Lord McQuoid asked his son, clearly taunting him for being so overprotective.
"Ask her. She's her own person," Norman told him, making Lord McQuoid grunt in annoyance.
My mother was standing behind Lord McQuoid's couch, eyes down, nervously rubbing her palms.
She had been sniffling a lot.
Emma and Charlotte stood together, both with the biggest frowns on their faces.
