Rogue took in a deep painful breath, Ivanna was already anticipating what his next words were. "There was never a clause that said I had to go to school. I'm too old for that."
"Education isn't about age. Rogue. And yes, there was a clause about education. You just choose to skip the part."
Ivanna heard the 'fuck' word Rogue said under his breath. She glanced at Mr. Quinn to see if he heard what his saint of a son said. But of course, he didn't.
"But father-"
"You do as I say, Rogue. What has gotten to you? You never refuse me." Mr. Quinn stood up angrily from his chair and stormed away.
Why does it feel that a hidden tension was in the household?
"Done watching?" His cold voice made goosebumps rise on her skin. "Why didn't you record a video?" She realized he was trying to use her to get the tension off him. Was he planning on beating her, killing her? God, she had been overthinking after the first incident at the party.
