Morgan's POV

"How long are you going to stay in there?" Winston asked at my door. He had been there for the past ten minutes trying to get me to come out. But I just couldn't.

The tears were biting me when I was talking with my father but now I was all alone, they were no where to be found. Not even a trace left, nothing. But I just couldn't bring myself to come out.

"You know dinner's getting cold right. And you hate cold dinner." I chuckled at his attempt to get me to come out of my room but at least, it worked. Getting up from the...