*Harper's POV*
I hurried to the front door, stepping in and closing it quietly behind me. I walked into the kitchen and saw dad, Tyler, and Cole all sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for me. Panic set in as I drop my bag to the floor, my face white as a sheet.
"Harper, what time is it?" Dad asked in a calm, collected tone as he took a swig of his beer. I knew I was in deep trouble.
"It's 10:30" I said quietly, my breath hitching "B-but I can explain, I-" I tried to justify my lateness, hoping it would help, but he was quick to put a hand up to stop me.
"I don't care what your excuses are, I told you not to be past 10pm, correct?"
I bowed my head, nodding in response. "Y-yes, you did." I responded in the only way I knew how.
"I'm really s-sorry! I d-didn't mean to!" I tried defend
