Chapter 12

Chloe’s POV

{Flashback}

My mouth immediately goes dry as my father's glare strengthens.

“Get in!” His voice echoed.

Without any objection, I slipped into the house and made my way to the living room. My father’s fast-paced steps echoed from behind me.

“What was all that about?” He asked, and I turned to face him when he did.

“All that?” I asked, knowing fully well the reason he’d asked that.

“Chloe! To think I could have at least trusted you enough not to embarrass me. It's certainly good to know that you're incapable of handling something as simple as that,” He continued yelling into my face. His voice gained volume by the minute.

“I swear, I didn't do it on purpose—” I pleaded but was cut off midway by a hand over my face as I fell to the ground.

“Shut that mouth hole of yours!” He scowled, pulling me by my hair. I winced in pain try