"Is he treating you well?" she asks sternly.

I nod my head slowly before turning my attention back towards Axel, who's now watching my reaction closely. His eyes soften and concern flashes in his beautiful green orbs. He brushes a strand of hair away from my forehead.

"I'm sure he has," Axel responds nonchalantly. "If there was anyone who wouldn't treat you badly, it would be him. Why don't you sit down while I take care of this mess."

With that Axel walks away towards the kitchen area without giving me another glance. I stare after him for a couple of seconds before turning towards my father.

"Well, come on,...