OPHELIA'S POV
"Where were you, young lady?"
Luna had told me my dad won't be returning until after this week. Then what in the world was he doing here?
I was standing at the front door with my luggage in my hands. The twins had fallen asleep so I told Xavier that we could take different cabs. I can't believe my dad was standing in front of me. His hands were folded against his chest and his eyes were filled with annoyance.
When was the last time he had actually gotten angry at me?
"Uhh, I had gone to a sleepover?"
I crossed my fingers hoping that Luna had told something similar to him. My dad moved away, allowing me to enter. Luna sat on the couch with a guilty look on her face.
Had she lied to me?
"Sleepover? So why did your credit card bill include a ticket to Spain?"
Fuck. I forgot he handled the bills of my credit card. Luna raised her eyebrows at me and then looked at the luggage in my hands.
