Ember’s POV
It had been two days since the dinner with Fred and his family.
Just recollecting all that had happened that day and all that had been said and discussed during the course of the dinner was enough to make me fume all over again.
Marriage? Like hell I was going to get married. No one could dictate for me, and I hated the fact that they presumed they could.
Most especially my Dad who seemed bent on becoming a producer and directing all of my actions.
All he had done was give me life and nurture me till this age but believing that it gave him enough ground to push me however he wanted pissed me off everytime.
He always backed Fred in everything, and sometimes, it made me wonder if he would have preferred having a male child.
I’d overheard him a few times too, telling fr
