Amber POV
There have been no more discussions about me dating, and I'm hoping, that maybe my mother has managed to convince my father it's a bad idea. As I get home from school though, I hear my mother coming towards the front door, the distinct sound of her heels sounding on the wooden floor or the front entryway. She opens the door with a massive smile on her face. I frown. What is she doing at home so early? Why isn't she at work dealing with business or with my father?
"Amber," she says sickly and overly sweet.
It's enough to raise my suspicions. I immediately feel my body tense up.
"I want you to go and get changed, we have a guest coming for dinner."
I relax. Father probably has an important business guest coming over. It happens from time to time. It's annoying but not a big
