Vanessa's POV
When I got home, a surprise awaited me.
Mom was cooking, and a man with dirty blonde hair, looking familiar, stood nearby.
"So when do you think she'll be back?" He asked, not noticing me.
"Any minute, but we need to break the news gently; I don't know how she'll react," mom replied.
"Mom?" I called out, and they both turned to me. I gasped—it was Kevin's dad.
"Vanessa, come in, don't be shy," mom said, placing a glass of juice in front of him.
"Is this your date?" I asked, and he choked on his juice.
"No, I think you should sit down for this, Vanessa," mom sighed.
I sat at the counter, still watching the man.
"You look just like your mother," he said with a smile.
"Thanks for stating the obvious," I replied sarcastically.
He laughed. "Yep, definitely got that sar
