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“What do you feel for him? Love? Desire? Lust?”
The only thing I felt for him right now was anger. He never failed to tell me how grateful he was that I was helping Sophie, but his actions were the complete opposite.
Fuck this. Fuck it all.
I couldn't help the frustrated tears that rolled down my cheeks.
A scream threatened to leave my lips. I wanted to scream…. Let it all out.
Instinctively, I placed my hand over my mouth to reduce my sobs, then found my phone through tear-filled vision.
I dialed Dad’s number for the umpteenth time in the past few days.
I brought the phone to my ear, hoping that he would pick up.
He couldn't leave me this way. Mom would be mad at him for leaving me. He couldn’t —
“Hello.”
A breath of shock strained my ribs. “Dad… Dad.” I rushed out, clutching the phone tighter to my ear.
“Evie.” His voice was tight with many things. Disappointment was one I could sense the most.
Bringing my palm to wipe my face, I sniffed. “How are you?”
“As fine as I can be.”
From the strain in his voice, I knew it wasn't easy for him to live this way, too— with our strained relationship.
“You know, I got quite a huge contract. It was from an old client. And the project has kicked off.”
My eyes widened in utmost surprise. Dad got a huge contract?
My chest brimmed with happiness. All my life, I’d waited for this day— the day the universe would finally reward him for his hard work.
“When did this happen?”
“A few days before…” he trailed. I figured his next words. “… before I arrived at the mansion.”
My heart dropped.
“It was one of those things I wanted to tell you. I wanted to share the news with you in person.”
The tears started to fall freely again.
“I betrayed your trust in the worst way possible. I wish I could take it back,” I swallowed.
He sighed. “I'm still disappointed in you.”
“Dad, please,” I pleaded desperately. “I ju—”
“Your mother and I always took pride in you. We took pride in our daughter and the standard with which we raised her. I don't understand you anymore. What you did—”
“You're a psychologist, Evie. Can't you see that it's useless? You have so much to achieve before you. Why waste your time on something like this… on him?”
“I know Ethan. He has a history with girls. He has a way of making them feel special before using and tossing them in the trash.”
I winced, something breaking inside of me. It was the reality I was facing now— the same thing I faced with Stephen.
