Aldo's POV
I couldn't take my eyes off Amanda since we sat at the dinning table to eat. I sat across from her wedged between Jesse to my right and dad at the head of the table. Amanda sat on the other side of dad with mom to her left and I could tell she was extremely uncomfortable.
Father was like that; scary. His eyes alone looked like lasers especially when they were directed at you and it looked like he would kill you.
Blame ate me up from the inside, I was the one putting her through this. I should have ran to her the moment she came out of the kitchen looking tired and drove her home, but I didn't.
She glanced in my direction and I stared at her with pleas in my eyes. I hoped she would forgive me for putting her through this torture.
We ate in silence with eyes darting in dif
