CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
Dinner had been quiet, mostly because I just wanted to get done with it and go home or just anywhere that was not near Ian. I hadn’t seen my family in a while but at the same time I didn’t want to see my father because I knew I would immediately confront him. The truth scared me more than anything. After we were done, I paid up and we walked out, each of us heading us to their car.
“I really hope she makes it from this,” Ian suddenly spoke, making me stop short of getting in the car, my hand on the door handle.
“She will make it,” I said.
“Good. Anyway, um…thanks for the dinner,” He said quietely.
“No need to thank me,” I said, pulling the door of my car open.
“I know she will choose you,” He said, this time peeking at me over the door of his car. I halted in my tra
