The moment I stepped inside, an air of tense chaos hit me straight in the face. The entire family looked like it was in shambles, and my father looked like he had aged by ten years.
News of Christian's efforts last night must have finally made their way over.
I put on a pitiful expression and slowly walked over to the living room. My eyes remained downcast, and I walked in as if I had been defeated.
"Oh. Look who's back. I was certain you wouldn't come back until the evening," Morgan smirked. Her eyes immediately landed on the love marks Christian left all over my body, causing her to break out into a big smile.
"You seem to have had a good time. Congratulations on becoming a woman," she laughed condescendingly.
I ignored her and looked up at my parents. They were sitting in their usual spot on the couch. My mother's hand, gently rubbing my father's back in an attempt to comfort him.
