MIA'S POV
I heard Victor leave later that night after he had said goodnight to mom and dad. They had stayed up to say goodnight to him and mom was all smiles when he kissed her lightly on the cheeks.
Dad saw the anger in my eyes when he looked at me, but I was not in the mood to talk about the bastard who had just left. I went to my room and shut the door. The first thing that came to my mind was Rodney. I didn't know why but I wanted to tell him everything that had happened, the dinner, the punk who had tried to kiss me and the way my mom did not notice anything about my body language and how I regarded the punk.
But I was glad for dad. I called Rodney and he picked up at the first ring. He was chewing something.
"How are you doing, beauty?" He asked.
I sighed tiredly. "I'm okay.
