{Ellie's POV}
I think Rhys was going to kill me.
It was the only explanation for his behavior right now, aside from maybe he had hit his head or something.
What the hell came over this guy?
We were both quiet as he drove me to school. I didn't dare say anything, afraid I might just stir up an unwanted tension in him.
Maybe he was planning something evil and was disguising himself to be the kind guy when, in fact, he was going to stop his car in a secluded place and plan to murder me there.
I shifted in my seat uncomfortably.
My eyes were darting around, looking for a possible weapon in case my assumption was right—you can't blame me for thinking this way. Rhys wasn't the nicest person to me—when suddenly he spoke.
“Don't worry about dad,” he said in a calm, reassuring voice, seemin
