And if I was being truthful, I’d always felt they didn’t particularly like Ethan.
When I entered Mr. Harrison’s office, Ethan was sitting in one of the chairs.
Pale.
Hands clasped tightly between his knees.
Lily’s father, David Monroe, sat beside him.
He looked exhausted.
Not angry exactly.
But shaken.
I smiled awkwardly.
“So… what’s going on? Is this about the wig?”
David stared at me.
Then looked at Ethan.
“You really didn’t tell her?”
My smile disappeared.
“Tell me what?”
David looked back at me.
“You have no idea