65 part 2
The night air was crisp as we stepped out of the car, the grandeur of Henry's mansion looming ahead. The echoes of our laughter from the vacation still resonated, but the atmosphere shifted when I felt Henry's hand on mine, pulling me into an unexpected kiss. Little did we know, we were not alone.
Collins, my dad, stood there like a storm brewing on the horizon, his eyes wide with disbelief. By his side was Kayla, his girlfriend, equally stunned.
"What the hell is going on here?" Collins thundered, his voice cutting through the night.
Henry, recovering from the punch that had caught him off guard, raised his hands defensively. "Collins, let me explain—"
But Collins wasn't having any of it. He swung another punch, connecting with Henry's jaw. I rushed forward, trying to inter
