Sammy's POV
I go straight to our home after I walked out of my condo unit. I need my parents’ warmth and comfort. I needed them the most right now.
They are both sitting uncomfortably in our living room. My mom’s eyes and mine met. They should welcome me with joy but I cried the moment they saw me.
"Samantha, darling..." My Mom immediately rose to her feet and was about to approach me when I spoke.
"Do you also know about it?" that made her stops on her track and look back at my Dad. I then saw my dad nodded at my mom before she faces me again.
"Listen to us first—"
"I hate you! I hate the both of you!"
I knew it. They also know about it. And I am the only one who doesn’t.
Why do I feel like they are all making me a fool? Why do I have this feeling that they are all in this cons
