Cruz sat opposite of Presley after they hung up with her parents and sighed. “Are you okay?”
“He stole money from Dad. He came here with the sole intention of making me go home, by whatever means possible. He plotted with your ex to drug you and you make you sexually vulnerable to a woman who would undoubtedly rape you, Cruz. He wanted to break my heart and send me home crying to my father. What the hell is wrong with him?”
“So much.” He rubbed his head as he contemplated for the first time in his life he was at a loss of how to deal with a situation facing him. Even when fronted with the death of his mother being because his father was a selfish narcissistic prick who refused the woman’s treatment, he immediately was able to formulate a plan to get on the right side of s**t. This, thoug
