CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO

SCARLETT'S POV.

"Scarlett dear ... Scarlett, sweetie?" I didn't realise I had zoned out completely until Dad's voice started ringing in my ears.

What the hell was wrong with me?

"Dad, oh my God. I've missed you so much," I snapped out of it and reached out to pull him into a hug.

Dad chuckled as if relieved and said, "Scarlett my dear, I've missed you too. So much. How are you?"

"I'm fine Dad," I lied, knowing that I was far from that, but I didn't want him to get worried about me. "How have things been around here?"

Dad took a glance at Luca before he focused on me again, "well, things haven't been the best but we've survived, haven't we?"

I nodded and pulled away from him, going back to mum who was looking at the two of us with a strange look in her face. I knew that there was something up with her, and I had to find out before I got to any other thing.

"Oh, I'm so happy to see you," Dad said, eyes bright and delighted. "I hope you've been eaten well and—"

"That's enough, Ramson