Father's house was just a step away and we were both staring at the structure. Trent and I.
While I was way too nervous to go in there, Trent seemed to be trying to keep his anger in check. He didn't wanna do this.
It was all my idea. Calling Father up and demanding we all had dinner together in his house because I had something exciting to announce was all my idea.
Trent didn't lift a finger. Till the end, he was against my plan. The only reason he was here with me today was because I'd threatened him.
So yeah, it was safe to say we were both feeling shitty right now.
“Never thought I'd ever loathe the idea of going into your father's house this much. Just staring at that building is creating a nauseous effect in my stomach.”
My gaze was pinned on my bag while I tried hard not
