I bought a villa and renovated it; they moved in with Tony, and I said nothing.
They forget this was my house after living here for a few years.
They forget I was supporting this family.
Jessica looked at me with disdain, as if my righteous indignation was laughable to her.
She glanced at my mom, sarcastically saying, "Mary, say something. Isn't this a decision the whole family agreed on? Why does it seem like I'm the only bad guy now?"
The whole family agreed on this decision?
On a hot summer afternoon, under the scorching sun, I felt like I had fallen into an ice cellar.
The whole family... agreed on this decision...
I looked at Mary in disbelief. "Is that true? Did the whole family agree on this?
"Am I not part of this family?"
Mary avoided my gaze, and I suddenly felt overwhelmed, shouting, "Answer me!"
Startled by my outburst, my mom looked up, teary-eyed.
Maybe the commotion we were causing outside was too loud, as my deaf dad, Jason, and brother, Tony, finally came out of the house.
"What's going on here?
"Lydia, you're out of line! Why are you yelling at your mom?"
Jason and Tony spoke up together.