Culprit

Ashanti

My eyes widened in horror as his eyes were fixed on me with humor.

I shake my head because I must be losing my fucking mind. There's no way I'm seeing Lucas standing before me.

“You?” I whisper, my eyes widening even more, if that's even possible. “You're behind all this? Lucas?”

He smirks “The one and only” My heart drops to the bottom of my boots “Tell me Bella, how does it feel knowing you kept running to me, explaining while I was behind it all along?”

My vision becomes blurred, and it takes me a while to know that I'm crying. This is the man I thought was my father, the one who stood up for me and supported me, and it turns out “Ah, poor baby. Are you crying?” He taunts, “You can do better than that. I didn't teach you to be a weakling"

“So everything, was for sure? Just to know what I was doing and when I explain my story to you, you pretend and when I'm gone, you throw a kick-ass party?”

He smirks, “Err I wouldn't say a party but something along that time”

Now everything