Dad had avoided me for the next few days. He wouldn’t talk to me or answer any of my messages. I was beginning to hate myself for what I had said but Clay understood how I was feeling.
I hadn’t been out of the house since the whole car chasing thing and I was nervous about leaving the safety of the four walls but I needed to get this s**t with dad sorted.
Enzo and mum had moved into dads mansion yesterday so I had the perfect excuse to go over there and get the big lump to talk to me. I was nervous going over, not just the fact that I have no idea if someone is following me or not, but I didn’t want to upset dad anymore than I had.
As the driver took to the road with a car infront with guards and one behind us, our little convoy got on the way. I sat in the back listening to the guys t
