I almost flared up the moment I opened my eyes to see my parents and then Jordan, in the room with me while I was laying on my bed.

"Please, leave." The words came even before I try to stop myself. Of course, I was still trying to recover from receiving over a hundred lashes of an invisible whip on my back.

"What are you saying, daughter?" My father asked, looking as confused as the rest of the people gathered in the room. 

"I just don't want him here, dad. Have him leave." I said it again and looking at Jordan's face briefly, it seemed like he could never believe...