Hunter POV
I stared in shock as the limousine drove away, leaving me out on the sidewalk, waving my fist and cursing at Dana, for the embarrassing photograph she put up of me. The blood has drained from my face. I never thought that I had upset her this much she felt the need to take her revenge out on me like this. I can feel the curious glances of spectators as I fish my phone out of my wallet, the ringing tone piercing my ears as I look down and see that my stepfather is calling. He had to have seen Dana’s photo. I brace myself and answer the call, feeling as though I’m about to be torn to shreds, although if anyone is to blame, it’s Dana.
“Hey Lionel” I greet the old man cheerfully, feigning ignorance.
Maybe he's calling about something else and I'm jumping the gun so to speak. Ma
