Familial Vendetta

No way was Uncle Jaime standing before her. It had to be a dream. She blinked a few times to be sure that it wasn't.

That grin. That sinister pair of blue eyes that matched hers. Her hands trembled as she walked into the room and she tried hard to remain in composure.

She fell back into her native language as she spoke. "What are you doing here?"

"Too afraid to speak English so they don't hear you?" Jaime laughed. "He can hear everything you're saying."

"Does it matter?" She asked. "What the hell are you doing in America?!"

"Sweet, sweet niece. It is absolutely none of your concern. I mean, if you had chosen to remain with me, maybe life wouldn't have taken a bad turn for you."

"You!" She hissed. "You took everything from me! You gave me no option!"

"I did," He took a few steps close towards her. "I asked if you wanted to be adopted."

"At eighteen?!" She screamed. "Are you fucking for real right now? At eighteen, I had every access to my parents pr