~Lyra~

“I am never and I mean never allowing you to go to any fucking party again. You hear me?! I don’t care if it’s a birthday, a wedding, a gender reveal or Jesus Christ himself hosting it in your mother’s backyard. You’re done. You’re grounded. Go. To. Your. Room. Now.”

Tasha just stood there, blinking like she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Her glossy lips parted slightly.

“Are you serious right now?” Tasha finally said.

“You can’t do this, Dad!” Tasha shouted, eyes blazing as she stormed down the hall toward him. “You can’t fucking do this! Can’t a girl live a little?! So what..I came home late!...