CLEO’S POV
“Dad, can I come myself today? I mean, you don’t have to come pick me up.”
I swallowed as my dad dropped his tea cup to peer at me through his reading glasses. Immediately, I reached for my cutlery and tried to focus on my food while I thought of the lie I was going to tell him next.
“Why?” He finally asked. “Do you want Ash to pick you up instead?”
“What? No!” I immediately raised my voice, my cutlery slipping out of my hands. “No, that’s not it. It’s nothing like that.”
“Then?”
“I have to hang out with Sophia later today,” I began my lie. “We have a class project to work on and we were grouped together and realized the best time we’ll be able to work together would be after classes in the evening. So yeah. We decided to work on the project at her dorm in the evening.”
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