CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN

The taxi slowly drove towards our Mansion. As it stopped, Nick still wasn't saying anything to me; he pretended to be so distracted by the things around us.

"Nick, are you sure I should go? Are you sure I shouldn't follow you back to your mother," I asked him as he looked at me.

"It's fine, I can take care of myself. I already planned it for a while so I have a very good excuse to give to her. Just don't worry about me, worry about yourself," he said with a blank expression.

"Good night Nick," I said, trying to sound as neutral as possible but Nick didn't even bother to look at me.

"Driver, you can take me home too," he said to the taxi driver who started the engine and left…I don't want to be on Nick's bad side. How did it even get to this now? Nick Hates me and now I am about to step into that hell of a house.

I looked at the driveway and saw Leo's car, what is he doing in our house ... .why is he even here? does he even know that I am back already or he followed me.

I stepped into