10
MASON
I didn't have a great relationship with my godmother, she's just my godmother because apparently, my birth mother made her that but I had never been displeased to see her as I was now.
"Perfect timing, mom," I muttered under my breath, unable to hide my irritation but she didn't seem to hear me as she happened to be seething in anger.
"You've got to be kidding me, Mason," She began, and I could barely hold my annoyed groans from erupting. "You can't possibly believe that this wench here is innocent."
"Watch your mouth, Mother!" I rebuked almost immediately, pissed off by the way mother spoke about Isobel especially in her presence. I glanced at Isobel and she had her head lowered, it annoyed me that she couldn't stand up for herself, except when it comes to me.
Mother followed my gaze to Isobel and she gasped loudly, her face contorting into a sneer, "What has come over you, Mason? Has the change of environment affected your sense of judgment?"
