Zara's POV
"Get dressed," Levi demanded, and then he handed me a pair of shoes.
As I peered at my shoes in his hands, I narrowed my eyes in confusion at him. I had no intention of leaving the house. I was still quite angry with my dad.
"Why?" I folded my arms across my chest and mumbled.
"I am planning something special," he said, arching an eyebrow and turning his head slightly to the side.
"Is it a surprise?" I inquired as my annoyance intensified within me. I had experienced enough surprises; I was not in the mood for anymore.
"You'll see," he said as he lowered my shoes to the floor. "Now put your shoes on, else we will be late."
"What if I decide not to go?" I tested the waters. Even though he's still not very good at it, Levi is getting better at keeping secrets.
Then I'll ha
