CHAPTER EIGHT FOUR
“I would not call us great friends as per say,” he chuckled, twirling his fork on his plate, a move that only depicted just how nervous he was.
“Please, I just want to know him. You know, before he went rogue. What was he like? Was he a good person before?” I questioned before hastily adding,” If it's not too much to ask though,”
“Faith I-“
“No, it's okay Ian. She is just trying to know her father. There isn’t much to tell anyway. We used to be friends but then s**t happened and we …stopped being friends. He was a good person before he went rogue as you put it but we are here to meet my son’s girlfriend. Talks about Ronald can always wait for some other day,” he said.
“We should order dessert,” Mrs. Murray said with a small smile, easing the tension that had someho
