Penelope

Natasha scoffed rolling her eyes at me her eyes blazing with contempt. She averted her gaze from me glancing outside the room since the door was still open.

"Come in, Aunt."

Tyrell's Aunt walked into the room. When our eyes met she looked at me with disdain and pure hatred.

"Leave! You constantly being in here must be the reason why my nephew hasn't regained consciousness until now. No one wants you here!"

"Yes, you should leave. After all, you are the reason he is in this ...