37- The Apology

My father stood up from the bed and walked out of the room while Alessandro followed behind. I remained sitting on my bed. I had finished the last drop of wine in my glass and wondered if I should get more.

“Tori!” my father called out my name.

I placed my glass down and walked out of the room as slowly and as carefully as possible, trying to ensure that I did not fall. I felt the room slowly spinning around as I stumbled to the living room.

“What are you doing here?” I asked as soon as my eyes landed on Christopher.

It was as if he heard us talking about him because why did he show up right at that time? Right after I had just poured my whole heart out to my dad about him and right after I had just told my father that I was letting him go. I was allowing him to do as he wanted.

“Can I come in?” he asked.

He was holding a bouquet of flowers and he wore full black. That was the first time he tried to look decent, apart from the wedding.

“I don’t that would be best…” my dad start