Sasha’s POV

“Are you seriously not going to change your mind?”

I rolled my eyes at my mum's question, pushing away the plate from me and standing up from the table.

“Don't you dare walk away from me, young lady!” She yelled, standing up with me.

I sighed as I turned to her. “What do you expect when you kept badgering me with the same question?”

“Would I keep disturbing you if you had done what I asked from you?”

I growled. “What do you want from me?”

“You know ...