Xander
Standing tall and watching her with unbridled derision was Samantha’s uncle, Harold. Her father had sped off in his car after promptly disowning her. Smantha watched in wide eyed shock. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. There was no way her father had just thrown her out of his life like she meant nothing, like she was no one.
“You've outdone yourself this time, Samantha.” Harold said, cold. His fingers curled tightly around the glass of scotch in his hand, the liquid sloshing slightly as he paced in front of her. "Do you have any idea what you've done?
“I never meant for this to happen!” Samantha’s voice broke, the tremor in her words betraying the fear churning in her chest. Her hands twisted together as though she could wring her guilt away. “Uncle Harold, please, i
