#Chapter7

My eyes sprung open at my door flying across my room. I sat up and rubbed my eyes as my dad and brother came waltzing into my room.

"She had earphones in... That's why she didn't hear us," Owen groaned.

I laid back down and curled up. "Are you getting out of bed today?" My dad asked as he came towards me. I shook my head.

"Ayla, you need to, baby." He sighed.

I ignored them. What I needed to do was find the courage to go and reject Ethan. But I couldn't. No matter how many times I siked myself up, I always end up a blubbering mess....