Fiona
“Where did you choose?” I ask Isla as she pulls away from my driveway. After the call with my dad, I’d gone home to sleep off my sadness, but not before Isla demanded that we go out for dinner tonight.
I still feel the heavy weight of disappointment and sadness hanging over me at what my father had done, but being with Isla will help. She’s my biggest supporter and always knows how to make me feel better.
I’m not fully in the mood to be out all night, but I can’t sit at home and wallow in depression. That would only make things worse.
“Ristorante La Bella. My treat,” she says with a grin. I didn’t expect her to choose such a fancy restaurant, and I briefly wonder if my jeans and nice top will be nice enough. “I’ve been wanting to eat here for forever. Everyone says it’s amazin
