Zara's POV
“NO! Wh… what are you saying, Carla? This can't be… huh-huh!” My mom was running out of her breath while Carla laughed her head back like a wicked witch she was.
It had been just a few hours since my mother was out of ICU and this b***h was messing with my mother's health.
I immediately went inside and parted Carla from my hysterical mother.
“What the hell are you saying, Carla?” I spat on her face.
“Who the hell gave you the permission to visit my mother?” I shouted, raising my arm, warning her to strictly maintain distance from my mother.
“Zara, Zara…” my attention snapped off from my wench step-mother when my mother’s painful cries reached my ears.
Turning myself toward my mother who was growing teary, I immediately rushed to her and tried to calm her down.
“Mom, plea
