Chapter 42

I sat back down on the bed after faking a smile for my father. My thoughts were going one mile per hour. The insane thinking that I’ve been doing was starting to get to me.

What had Zayn told my father?

That question was driving me have crazy, and I didn’t know what to do to make it easier for me. I just sat there, and tried had not to think too much on what was going on. It won’t help me at all.

A knock.

“Who is there?”

“Don’t ask stupid questions,” father snapped at the other side of the door.

I gasped as I shot out of the bed. I quickly unbolted the door. Father stood at the other side of the door. I looked coyly at his eyes, and noted that his hands were free of the ruler.

He was here to hit me like he used to do. I sighed in relief, and stepped away for him to enter. Father looked at my room with a frown on his lips.

“You have to change this lazy habit you have of not tidying up after you. You’re going to get married soon.”

“What?”

He turned to me, and I