By the time I got back home from Kiara's place, it was already evening. When I got to my house, I saw a black sleek car parked outside my house.
“Rolan,” I thought to myself as I hastened my footsteps and rushed down to the house.
I opened the door breathlessly, having broken into a run in an attempt to get into the house faster. I looked up after catching my breath to stare at Rolan and my father, sitting together and staring right back at me.
“Is everything okay?” Rolan asked me and walked to my side. I saw my father give my mom a knowing glance, and she smiled at him.
“I am fine, Rolan. What are you doing here?” I asked him, wondering why on earth he chose to come back to a house that my father had thrown a fit in because of him earlier.
“I came to speak to your parents. I want
