Chapter100: 100

WESTON “That young lady has her entire life ahead of her.” My mother’s voice draws my attention as I walk back toward my room, instantly causing the smile on my face to disappear. She’s sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, sipping a glass of wine. “I’m not sure what you’re insinuating, Mother, but I’m well aware of that.” “You know what I’m insinuating. I see the way you look at her, the same way your father used to look at anything with tits and two legs.” “Don’t ever compare me to him again,” I mutter, taking a seat across from her. “I know you’re nothing like him, but I can also see a poor decision brewing. I’ve known you your entire life, son, and for as much as you want to think you can lie to me, I’m still your mother.” I sit silently, tapping my fingers on the armrest of the chair. “It’s not like that.” “I know, Weston, that’s what concerns me.” I give her a questioning look. “Ever since Mira died, you haven’t kept a single woman in your life for more than a few months.