HAYLEY'S POV

 

I descended the stairs, my thoughts relishing the events that took place the other night.

 

Aiden had been quiet all through, when on a normal day he would have come to my room. Was he avoiding me?

 

As I descended, my footsteps were masked by the raised voice coming from the living room.

 

"...can't keep covering for her forever! She needs to face the consequences of her actions."

 

Mom's voice was terse and angry. I paused on the landing, straining to make out the other speaker.

 

"I understand your frustration, but handling this situation delicately is crucial."

 

Dad's tone was placating but strained. An uncomfortable silence fell between...