Dave entered the house to see Emma standing in front of the stairs with a questioning look on her face.
"I told you to stay in the room." He said as he walked toward the couch and crashed on it.
"What's up with you and your dad?" Emma asked, moving closer to him. "You never told me you guys were like this."
"I don't want to talk about it." He said, turning his gaze away from her.
"Why? You seemed happy to see him at first and then your mood suddenly changed." She said as she walked closer to him and slowly sat down beside him.
"I was happy because I thought he was here for another reason but it turns out he was here for the same reason he visited me on a few occasions for," Dave said.
"What reason?"
"Didn't you hear him? He clearly said he wasn't here for me."
"He didn't say that, Dave," Emma said, shaking her head.
"You won't understand," Dave said, sinking deep into the couch.
"Then make me understand," Emma said, pulling herself closer to look over him.
