KINGSLEY
What’s this oddball playing at now? Did she have a death wish?
I frowned as I watched Harper nervously adjust her reading glasses and approach us. Father had let go of me the second she called out my name and I felt far more uncomfortable about him pretending to tolerate me rather than by the prospect of being tortured till I saw the light.
Yet, my discomfort paled in comparison to the one I felt oozing from Harper as she finally reached us.
“I thought you’d be asleep by now, is anything the problem? I can send for the stay-in nurse if you require a checkup,” father bombarded her with false concern.
He didn’t give a hoot about anyone, much less a responsibility that came with his new shiny trophy wife.
“No, I’m great. I just needed some water because I’ve been up studying an
