Oliver was lounging on the sofa in the living room, trying his hardest to concentrate on the movie he was watching. It'd been close to two hours since Ellie had escaped to the bathroom, and she hadn't come down since. His gut instinct told him that she wanted to be left alone.
He had taken a shower in the other bathroom, changed into the comfort of his sweat pants and blue tank and had gone downstairs. He'd spent an hour on the phone with Michela and Alice, making sure his daughter was okay with them spending the weekend apart, and was impressed by her mature approach to the matter, especially after last night. Michela was determined to conquer her fears. The 5-star deluxe retreat had probably something to do with it though.
His mother had enticed her with the promise of a spa and all th
