Dinner turned into a disaster in a matter of minutes. I could feel my parents’ eyes on me and I could perceive the tension that had suddenly clogged the air. Jordan had the worst look so far with his gaze turning hard and his eyes burning anger so brightly, it was bound to frighten anyone.
“What is going on? What was he talking about?” my father’s voice rang loudly, breaking the silence that fell over us. I gritted my teeth and slowly turned my gaze to him since it was inevitable. To think we smoothly left that part out.
“Will someone say something?” Father growled when I gave him no reply. I could hear the anxiety in his tone and the anger in his voice.
“Dad…we will talk about it later,” I summed up.
“No, I want answers now….” He slammed his hands against the table, his eyes spitting
