Once through, I got my car keys and purse, then left my room.

On reaching downstairs, I met with my mother.

She looked at me from head to toe and folded her arms.

"Where are you going to?" she asked firmly.

"Somewhere."

She frowned.

"I told you to stop secretly going out with your sister's boyfriend."

I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not going to see him. I caught bigger fish. Now can you let me leave?"

Her brows shot up.

"And can I know the ...