Rex's Pov:
I ruffled my hair, feeling a mix of frustration and helplessness as Mum kept whining from behind, simmering my anger.
"I'm talking to you, Rex! Don't you dare keep me quiet!" She rasped, increasing my anger.
"Damn it! Mom, what do you want me to say? Huh? What else do you want me to say?" I turned to her and asked.
"Was your brother telling the truth? Did you really send thugs to beat him up? This question hung in the air, threatening to unravel everything."
"Well, what if I say yes? What difference will it make?"
She scoffed in shock.
"You're unbelievable, Rex. I can't belie