Mikayla POV
“I’ll see you Monday.”
Dad pulls me into another hug, squeezing so tightly you’d think I was leaving forever. I pull back, flashing him my confident smile, even though I feel like shìt inside. After how things ended with Rafe, sleep was impossible. He completely shut down on me, becoming cold and distant, and no matter how hard I tried to engage him, get him to open back up instead of pushing me away, I just couldn’t. It’s only a matter of time before he calls this whole thing off—I can feel it—and the thought alone makes my chest ache. I kept replaying the night, combing over every word, every look, trying to find where I went wrong. But there’s nothing. Just the silence he left me with.
“Dad, I’ll be fine.”
“I know you will. I’m just used to having you around, that’s all.
