The way his lips curve into a smile just makes my skin crawl. I glare, my frown deepening “What do you want, Kristen?” I ask

His face drops “You know, you used to light up whenever you saw me. You would throw your arms around me and kiss me, and—”

I cut him off, clicking my tongue “Spare me the bullshit, Kristen, if you have nothing important to say, I'm busy” I brush past him, deliberately nudging his arm.

As I pass by him, his words stop me cold. “I'm here to see your father, Elly,” I halt, letting his words sink in. My father? I fix my distressed look...