Chapter 114

This time it was my dad. He was trying to look nonchalant but I could tell that he was curious about what my answer would be. I tried not to tense up at his name but my grip on the cutlery in my hand tightened. I tried to cover it up by cutting up the piece of meat on my plate.

“He’s good.” I answered curtly, trying to drop the topic and move on from it. I didn’t want to remember what happened it didn’t sit well with me and I didn’t want to lose my composure in front...