Adrian’s POV
My hands felt clammy as I sat across from my dad on the dinner table. He was eating peacefully but I know him better. This was the silence before the storm. My eyes watching the food that I loved but doesn’t have a heart to eat.
“Why aren’t you eating Adi?” Dad asked looking straight into my eyes as I felt nervous.
“It’s… um…” thinking of the best explanation, I gulped hard.
“I never taught you to stutter like a woman especially around me. Does that mean you are guilty about something?” He asked placing his elbows on the table and staring right past my soul.
Was I guilty?
Yea, maybe! Knowing he doesn’t like Pamela and I’ve always supported her calling his claims as bluff but what happened last night; I don’t have the strength to argue.
“Dad…” I sighed when he glared at
