Ella POV
Great. The day that was supposed to be the best of my life had turned into an absolute joke. I'd graduated, yes, but at what cost? My carefully laid plans had crumbled to dust the moment my father showed up and made that speech. Now, my peaceful little existence was dangling by a thread, and knowing my father, that thread was about to snap.
As soon as I reached my apartment, I parked Max's motorcycle in the most inconspicuous spot I could manage. And by inconspicuous, I meant inside my living room. Yes, you heard that right—inside.
Why, you ask? Because my father isn't just smart; he's terrifyingly smart. Add in the fact that he has an endless pool of money, connections, and power, and you've got yourself a recipe for absolute disaster.
Here's how this would go down if I didn't cover my tracks:
