Chapter 42: Mia

Unable to sleep, I stare sightlessly at the ceiling. No matter how much I try to block out what I saw at Marco's, I can't. The image of my dad having an intimate dinner with a strange woman refuses to be buried.

Even though I know what I saw and how I felt in the moment, part of me wonders if it's possible I could have misconstrued the relationship. Was it a dinner between friends? Or colleagues?

From across the restaurant, I could see the besotted look in Dad's eyes as he stared at the blonde across from him. How long has it been since he looked at Mom that way?

I sift through my memories, going back years, but can't come up with a definitive answer. If Dad ever looked at Mom like that, it was before Brianna died.

Beck's words ring unwantedly throughout my head.

This has nothing to do with you.

He's right, it doesn't. This is between my dad and mom, but still...seeing him with another woman feels like a betrayal to our family.

How could he do this?

After everything Mom has been