Anna
"What is going on?" I whisper to Ella but she shrugs.
Father looks different, wearing a tuxedo. His hair is neatly curled, and he looks like the perfect gentleman.
Nicole glares deeply into my eyes and clears her throat in disgust. I can see the hate in her eyes, but if we're being honest, I don't care about her.
I take a deep breath and glance at my father, but he looks rather strict. He won't look at me and his shoulders stand tall — pride erupts in him.
I don't expect him to act all overwhelmed around me, but this isn't right.
It's like I don't exist to him.
Ella wouldn't look at him.
"Alright," I roll my eyes at Nicole and give a straight face. "What's happening here? You haven't said anything since you walked my path. And why is this man talking to me? You should b
