Alexander’s POV
“Because she isn’t fucking dangerous!” my uncle screamed.
“We don’t know that,” Anna responded calmly. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
“Are you fucking shitting me right now, Anna?!” my uncle screamed again as he pointed at my mom. “She can barely lift her head! She isn’t fucking dangerous!”
I couldn't stop staring at my mom. I knew it was my mom, but it was so fucking weird. She was an 18-year-old girl. She looked more like Fia than my mom. She looked so young and so innocent.
My dad was completely speechless. He kept staring at her and touching her. It looked like he was trying to assure himself that she was real. He hadn’t spoken a word since it happened. I wasn’t even sure if he had taken one single breath since it happened.