I guzzled the warm amber liquid, letting it scorch the back of my throat on the way down, and set my empty cup on the coffee table. This was going to be an extremely long night. I wanted to go after Amelia, but I know she needed her space to clear her head. Hopefully, she’ll come back here when she’s ready to.
Now my main concern, besides Amelia, is how to tell them my skepticism about dad. Trey may or may not believe me and Arielle may look at me like I’ve lost my mind. Especially when I tell them I need to confront my dad about it. Here we go, I took a few deep breaths. Inhale. Exhale. Repeat. I cleared my throat, getting the attention of both Trey and Arielle.
I could feel 4 pairs of eyes drilling into the side of my face, waiting for me to start speaking. I don’t even know where to
