~ Savannah’s POV ~

- - - - - One Week Later - - - - -

I pace around the living room as I’m twiddling with my thumbs. On the coffee table next to me, I have a box filled with pastries from Martha’s Bakery, something that I know my dad loves.

My dad’s inside his office as we speak, having a meeting with Beta Jon and his Delta chiefs. It must be something rather important that they’re doing this on a Sunday, my dad’s rest day.

I’ve been waiting for him to be done for almost an hour now. This is what I get from deciding to visit...