POV: Reece
It's early morning, and I hear the housekeeper running the vacuum downtown. I stand in the mirror, not happy with what I see. It's one of those days where I feel as if my hips are too broad, and my dress makes me look fat.
I sigh.
There's one thing I do know. I'm having a bad hair day. So, quickly, I grab the ponytail holder and put my hair up. Then, I grab my purse and head for my bedroom door.
No matter how I feel about my appearance today, I'm hyped--and worried. Last night, I threatened Alex with the information she didn't think I knew. Of course, she'll stay quiet, but for how long?
I open my bedroom door and bounce back.
Father stands at my door. His intense stare makes me shiver.
As I take a step to the left, I force myself to act normally. I hug Father.
He doesn'
