Chapter Eighty-Five: Divorced

Chapter Eighty-Five: Divorced

Samantha’s POV

“Mom, Dad, I'm sure,” I told them convincingly. I even showed them my puppy eyes while pleading with them.

“But, Baby—” Dad said. I shook my head. I know they are still worried.

“I'm fine now, Dad. Totally fine. Besides, I'm going to school tomorrow,” I said. Mom sighed and stood up.

“Let her, Philip. She's old enough to handle things. Just be careful, Samantha,” Mom said. I nodded, smiling at her. My gaze went to Dad.

“Dad?” I looked at him. He was left with no other choice.

“Fine, just like your mom said. Be careful, okay? Here's the key. That’s the car I was supposed to give you on your birthday, but I think you'll need it now,” he said, handing me the key.

I smiled broadly and hugged both of them. “Thank you, Mom and Dad, you two are the best,” I told them.

We separated from our hugs. I was about to walk away when Dad spoke.

“Where's Diego, by the way? We haven't seen him,” he said. I bit my bottom lip, thinking of something I could us