Aniyah’s POV
I cringed inwardly as Jameson and my mother faced off against each other on our front porch.
‘Well come inside, my neighbours will already be gossiping about that fancy car on my driveway, I don’t need to be giving them more reasons to twitch their curtains’ my mother grumbled before raising her voice slightly and glaring across the road. ‘I’m talking about you Lena’ she hollered, ‘don’t think I can’t see those net curtains moving, there ain’t no breeze today you nosy old woman!’
I quickly ushered Jameson inside, swallowing down my nerves at this rich man beside me seeing the home I grew up in. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not ashamed of who I am or where I come from, but Jameson was born into a different world and I was worried about his reaction to our twenty year old sofa tha
