Dylan's POV....
(Yesterday in the restaurant...)
"Are you... for real? I mean... you are saying that Tiara's dad... I mean your dad threw you out when you were 13? Really?" I restrained myself from shouting like a madman as I closed my eyes and shook my head, trying to clear my mind which was massed by the last sentence she told me just now. "You mean you were thrown out at 13?" I asked with disbelief.
Tessa was cool like she was all these while. "Yeah. I was. Is it hard to believe?"
I laughed like a dumb when I couldn't find any expression to express. "If you had said that when you were born you were thrown out, it would have made sense. But at 13? Just say you were kicked out?"
She shrugged, her eyes were cold. "Okay. I was. But without any major fault." Again sounded cold like ice.
"Why would a father do that?" It really doesn't make any sense. Tiara's father is a good man.
