#Chapter100
Goodbyes
WESTLEY
I WOKE up late. I had a drink with Austen last night after dinner. I was thankful he came home with me without protest, or I did not give him any choice as I was too drunk to drive, or at least that was my entire plan.
I walked down the hallway toward the kitchen only to freeze in disbelief, staring at my father in front of Austen.
Since my mom’s affair and chose Austen over him, he swore to put my brother’s life in hell if he ever saw him again, yet something shifted in the air, and the scenario in front of me was not what I ever expected to find in the morning.
/"Dad, I thought you wouldn’t be here until Monday morning./" I walked closer to my brother who was flipping the pancake.
/"Hey, sis. Morning./" He leaned down to kiss me on my cheek.
