Chapter Eleven

We sat down and immediately my stomach was in knots. With the animosity between Callum and Justin, and the awkwardness between Mel and I, I was sure this dinner would be a disaster. My father added to the equation just made everything ten times worst.

The seating arrangement was a nightmare. I sat sandwiched between Callum and Justin, while my father sat directly in front of me, with Eliza and Mel at his sides. He seemed to be studying my face intensely while we all sat in an awkward silence.

He then turned to Callum and said "I'm sorry young man, I forgot to ask your name."

"My name is Callum Gage, sir." Callum responded with ease, he and my father seemed to be the only ones that weren't nervous.

"Is that a Welsh accent I detect?" My father inquired.

"Yes, I was born in Wales, my family and I moved here when I was younger."

I just wished they'd stop talking to one another, I felt like I was going to throw up.

"Interesting. So how do