I couldn't hide my disappointment when Katelyn opted for her father to give her a ride to school instead of me.
It stung a bit, a feeling I couldn't quite shake off, I furrowed my brows and couldn't continue my breakfast.
I excused myself and walked out of the dining room, then made my way to the porch.
I shouldn’t be this angry, but I can't help it, I have woken up with the thought of taking her to school, watching her frown a little longer and staying a few miles to watch and make sure the threat I made to Ashed still stick, and now I got no excuse to do that since she decided her father would take her.
She was an insensible girl, her father had a flight to catch, yet she bothers him with the task to take her to school, and her father couldn't say no to his daughter.
Perhaps treati
