Richard
"Richard, what the hell happened last night?" My dad asks, staring at me as if he is ready to put his hands around my neck.
It's not often that my dad visits me at my penthouse, but when he does, it's serious. I didn't think he would arrive at five in the morning, but I knew he was coming.
"Gina wasn't into me, dad." I sit up in my bed and wipe my eyes, hoping he'll accept my answer and leave me alone.
"Richard, don't play dumb with me. Gina said two other women showed up at the restaurant, and you seemed to be in love with one of them," he shouts, yanking my covers off me.
"Dad, please, it's five in the morning. I don't know what you're talking about." I grab the covers from the floor and put them back over me.
I remember Gina storming off after I tried running after C
