Jason Davenport

I didn't reply when I heard the knock on my bedroom door. I didn't feel like seeing anyone. And from the heavy sound, I knew it was dad knocking.

After knocking twice without a response, he walked in. Surprisingly, he didn't get mad when he saw that I was awake and on my phone. Instead he only took a seat next to me.

I sat up and put my phone down. "If you're here to talk about the thing with Ashley, I really don't feel like it."

Dad's forehead creased. "What thing with Ashley?"

I searched his face for any sign that he was denying it. But he...