DIANA
I watched Blake leave as though his last few minutes had not happened. I just couldn’t understand why he attacked my father too. It’s not like dad was completely right for going after him that way, but still, there were better ways of handling the matter.
"Diana, you never told me that he was your mate," the father hissed lightly.
I swallowed the lump in my throat. "You didn’t ask." I swallowed.
I felt my father’s hand around my arm, and I realised that I shouldn’t have spoken to him like that. I looked at him, and he was also trying not to get angry at me. "I’m sorry, dad. But if you had allowed me to explain who he was truly, then there would have been no issues," I explained.
He sighed as he released his hold on me. "You’re right. I’m sorry about that."
"It’s fine, dad."
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