Chapter Twenty-Three: Is That Love To You?

Jesse's POV:

Tamara's eyes widened, and I saw an hint of hurt flash across her face before she quickly masked it with a neutral expression. Dad's gaze shifted between Christina and me, his brows raised in disappointment.

The tension in the room was consuming, and I felt a rush of guilt and panic. Christina quickly stood up, stepping away clearly not looking suprised and nonchalant.

“Jesse, what's going on here?” Dad's voice was stern, cutting through the silence.

I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came out. I glanced at Tamara, whose eyes were now fixed on the floor, her shoulders tense.

The room seemed to shit down on me as I tried to make sense of the situation, my heart racing. How had things spiraled so quickly? And what was I supposed to do now? I asked inwardly, staring at Trevor, who was standing behind Dad with a confused expression.

“And you, what are you still doing here?” Dad asked, his question directed at Christina, who stood there with a nonchalant look.

Dad had