Ariana met with her father at 10 am the next day.
When she got to the café, Ashton was already there with a warm and welcoming smile.
“Cupcake, you’re here!” Ashton beamed.
Ariana fought the urge to roll her eyes. Obviously she is here.
“Sweetheart you can be seated. What do you want to order?” Ashton asked while motioning himself to call the waitress.
“I am good dad. I ate before I got here.” She just wanted him to state the reason for a meet up so she could be on her way. She had done fighting for his love.
“Are you sure?” he asked with concern.
Ariana nodded. She ate earlier in the morning but it wasn’t much. She did not have much of an appetite lately.
Ashton only ordered a coffee for himself. He just want to get this pretense over with as quickly as possible.
