She didn't understand him at all. But she couldn't worry about that. She couldn't worry about anything. Everything would be okay. She had to believe that. Otherwise, she would end up hurting him. But she was certain that that wasn't going to happen. Because she knew that he loved her and that he would never purposefully hurt her. So she had to believe that everything would be okay. She had to trust him. But she had a feeling that it wasn't going to be as easy as she had hoped.

The next two weeks flew past. Almost every single day, she tried her best to avoid her father. But every...