Multiple Faces
Alonso was fuming by the time they reached their room. It was as if the farther he got from his sister, the more his anger grew. Natalie flinched when he slammed the door behind them, he started pacing the room and it was clear that he still had so much to say.
Leaning against the closed door, she observed his agitated movements. Whether it was the uncomfortable atmosphere during dinner, the recent fight she had witnessed between Alonso and Sophia, or the nasty headache she was enduring, Natalie's stomach wasn't feeling great at all.
In a fit of frustration, Alonso yanked off his jacket and tossed it aside. "If I ever completely lose my mind, mark my words, it'll be all Sophia's doing. What's the deal? Defending a woman she met just two days ago and comparing her to her own brother! I practically raised my three sisters! They've got no respect!"