_ The Crime _
If someone would have told me this would have ever happened, I would put my life on it and swear on my life it wouldn't.
My dad.
Sitting at my coffee table.
Drinking my coffee.
With my favourite mug.
And all this is Amira's fault.
She had to let him in. She even threw herself all around him the minute she saw him. I've never been so disgusted by someone's actions in my entire life.
"Aren't you going to ask him where he has been all these years?" I mutter, looking at Amira.
She gives me that sharp judgemental look.
"What matters is he's back and here with us."
It's just funny how being smart doesn't stop you from making dumb mistakes. This is a mistake Amira will regret for the rest of her life.
"I'm not back!" Dad states.
What!
That comes like a blow
