Next day ...

Wednesday morning 11:00 am ...

Zahra's POV

"What's going on ? You look sour " I asked Dante as he picked on his food .

He had been a little peevish since morning.

"Was my dad at your place yesterday night ?!" He asked and I reached out immediately and placed my hands on his.

"Dante" I called.

"You can tell me what's going on" I said.

"It's my mom and Dad"

"They've been fighting a lot recently" he said and I slowly retrieved my hands from his.

"And you think it's my mom's fault?!" I asked and he turned to look at me.

"I'm sorry "...