Ada
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I greet everyone as I get out of the car.
“But it’s still early,” Reese protests. “I thought we could do something fun.”
“Maybe tomorrow,” I smile stiffly and turn away.
“Ada,” Reese gets hold of my elbow and holds me back. “What’s wrong? Tonight was a good night.”
“I’m going to see my father,” I say determinately as I pull my elbow free and walk away.
“Ada, wait,” Zoe calls after me, but I keep on walking. They do not understand, and frankly, I do not care. This is between me and Dad.
I find Father reading a book in his office.
“Dad,” I say hesitantly. “Can we talk?”
“It sounds ominous,” Dad makes his eyes playfully big at me as he closes his book. “Have a seat, you know I always have time for you.”
I take a deep breath as I take a seat across from h
