#Chapter9

Michael's POV

This time it was our turn to be surprised. 

She heard the conversation? 

Between me and my father? 

When?

“When?” I asked her, cautiously. I was hoping she was not talking about the conversation we had with our dad.

She clenched her fist while her lips tucked up in a mixture of anger and disgust. 

“Today. In the morning. When you both and your father came in this room to find a reason to make me stay here for longer. So that you can figure something out.” She said from behind her clenched teeth. I was taken aback by the way she spat those words at us....