“So, Shane?” My father said out in a protective yet judgmental voice
Here we go…
“Yes sir.” Shane said out politely
“What do you want with my daughter?” My father asked out bluntly displeased
“David!” My mother snapped out embarrassedly angry, making my dad roll his eyes ignoring her
I could see the possessiveness my father had over me. I understood, but I didn’t need my father scaring Shane off.
“My intentions are not to hurt Cleo, or to steal from her. I want to protect her.” Shane said out cryptically, making me intrigued to say the least
Everyone at the table looked at Shane surprisedly. I mean I don’t blame them. I don’t even know his intentions, but I don't think they’re bad. My feelings this far have told me that I shouldn't fear him. My soul recognizes him and is comf
