CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX IAN’S POV I had no idea why Faith’s mother invited me here or why I had accepted to come. I did not fit in; not anymore. Everyone else was happy, chatting while a few snuck suspicious glances at me. At least they were being subtle about It now unlike when my father had just gone to jail. I should grateful I know but all my life, I’d been the boy always living under the mask of accolades, attention and compliments. I never one day it would go away just like that. I glanced at my wrist watch. It was only eight and there was still no sigh of Faith. Maybe she was the reason I came. No, I wasn’t hoping to get back together with her. It was just the thought of seeing her gave me a certain sense of relief. Turning around from where I was standing, I headed out of the small ga