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A small smile tipped my lips. "I appreciate that, but eventually I'm going to have to grow up. You have to let go one day."
"I've let go a lot already, considering where you are currently living, wouldn't you say?" He didn't speak with malice or to remind me how privileged my life has been, but to show that he's been compassionate with my dreams and desires and tried to give me the life I’ve wanted.
"Yeah, I guess you have."
"One day you'll see, Ana," he said, his voice was a mixture of poise and regret.
I sighed, exhausted over so much that happened in one day. "I’m going to go now, Dad. I'll talk to you later."
"I'm here anytime you need me, and I'm truly so sorry for what happened today. I love you, Adrianna. Don't ever forget that."
Chapter Fifty-Eight
Just before I was about to doze off, there was a pounding at my door.
I grunted under my breath and cursed Kova to seven shades of hell. I knew it could only be him at this time of night.
Climbing out of bed, I flipped on the hallway light and rubbed my eye with the heel of my hand, and begrudgingly made my way to the door. Quickly unlocking it, I immediately scowled at the sight of him.
"I'm gonna move so you can't show up like this anymore."
"Where have you been? Why are you not answering your phone?"
I pulled back, my eyes widened at the bark in his tone. "Go home, Kova. I've had a rough day, probably the worst day of my life and I'm not even exaggerating. I'm tired, let's just talk tomorrow." I went to shut the door but he pushed it aside and stepped in.
"Sure, make yourself at home. I wasn't trying to sleep or anything," I said sarcastically.
He spun around and narrowed his eyes at me. Hands on hips, he spat, "You think you can just text me what you did and ignore me?"
I glared at him with a hint of a satisfaction on my face. "It sucks being ignored, doesn't it?"
We stared at each other, both of us refusing to back down. He was wrong, and I was going to make sure he knew that, but then something dawned on me. I shifted on my feet and angled my head.
"How did you know I was home?"
"Your father, of course."
"You spoke to him?"
"He called me."
"He called you," I reaffirmed in suspicion. Now I was worried what Dad told Kova and if he, too, knew the truth.
"Yes," he said, like I had asked him what color the grass was.
Crossing my arms in front of my chest, I asked, "Why would he call you?"
"He was worried and suspected you were headed back this way. Apparently, you like to ignore everyone when you are in a mood."
"Okay, so why are you here?"
"So we could talk about what happened and how your mother knows." He began pacing. "This is not good, Adrianna. Not good at all."
I
waved it off, taking a seat on my couch and laid back. I was so tired. "There's nothing to talk about. My mom didn't even tell my dad, she came to me, and seeing as he called you, she obviously hasn't told him anything…yet."
He stalked over and took a seat next to me. Angling his body, he pulled his knee up to rest on the couch and opened himself toward me. He threw an arm over the back of top of the couch and leaned into me. My gaze trailed over his dressy attire—crisp white shirt and navy-blue slacks. A silver watch adorned his wrist. His vascular forearms were thick with veins snaking down that caught my attention.
