Cheryl’s POV“Here.” Father was pissed as he handed me his coat to hold. He walked briskly into the dinning room, and sat on a chair far away than he usually does. “Where’s your mom?” He inquired. I stood by the door glancing at him. I had seen him come home stressed out from work but never like this. He looked conflicted, lost in his thoughts, something was eating him out. “She is upstairs,” I said carefully choosing my words. Making sure that whatever I said doesn’t anger him more than he was. “I will call her.” I rushed upstairs, almost tripping but I kept my stance. When I was two doors away from her room, I spotted her coming out of Juliet’s. She probably went to console her. Juliet had been locked in ever since the talk she had with Allen. She refused to eat dinner, and also breakfast which was served an hour ago. I hated to admit but Juliet not eating meant I could have some. “Father is looking for you.” I uttered completely aware of her piercing look. Perhaps it wasn’t a g
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