CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
ADAM’S POV
Maybe I’ve seen too much brokenness; experienced it. But I can tell Ella is drowning under it. She has put up a smile from the begin of the dinner and for someone who doesn’t know her, you’d easily fall for the radiance she brings to the table. But I can tell from under the charade, she is close to breaking down. This thing with her dad is affecting her more than she’d like to admit. Its eating her alive. The more I look at her; like really look at her, the more I feel stupid for not realizing the depth of the damage its doing to her. f**k! I even let her drink at that party yesterday.
“Adam says you are in the cheerleading team,” Joanne’s eyes sparkle with interesting, asking Ella probably the millionth question, “Are the uniforms pretty?”
Ella steals a g
