Before the police arrived, they discussed openly how they would frame me.
Lauren said, "We'll all stick to the same story and say she's been abusing me."
Rowan, playing the peacemaker, suggested, "Maybe we should forget about it. Let her go stay at her parents' house for a while."
But Parker scolded him, "Rowan, you can't just treat your mother like that just because you're married. She's been sleeping on the couch for days, and you didn't feel sad about it? Today, she deserves to be taught a lesson."
The one most eager to gang up on me was Kamora. She had finally got the chance. "You've spoiled her too much! Lauren, let's be firm this time and send her straight to jail."
I smirked, pulling out my phone to record them.
They stopped talking and switched to playing the victims. "Are you trying to drive our mom to her death?"
Lauren then ran into a room and started making strange noises.
Soon, she emerged with bruises on her arm. Crying and pointing to my camera, she wailed, "Do you want to kill me? Is that what will finally make you happy?"
The sight of their shamelessness infuriated me to the point of almost passing out.
Meanwhile, Rowan just scratched his head, refusing to help.