Astrid
I was still gathering my paperwork when my dad came into the library. I started to greet him, but then I noticed the look on his face. He wasn't quite angry, but it was clear that he was unhappy about something.
“What's wrong?" I asked.
“Nothing," he replied unconvincingly. “I just wanted to see how the meeting went."
“Great," I answered. “We made a lot of progress. Tristan is going to set up a meeting with the head of the financial aid department so we can finalize a few things. It won't be much longer before we're ready to announce the program. Why?"
“How was Dr. Ward?" he asked. There was a strange quality to his voice. I was starting to get the feeling that he wasn't a big fan of Tristan, but I had no idea why.
I stared at him in confusion. I didn't expect him to ask
