CHAPTER FORTY FIVE
TYLA Point of View
I stood in front of my mirror, staring at my reflection. I shouldn't care about my kooks because I was only going to see my dad, but I did. Two days after my argument with Jonathan, I realized I couldn't just keep waiting around for him to come to his senses. I needed to see my father, and I couldn't let Jonathan's controlling behaviour hold me back. I didn't tell my father about the argument or that Jonathan had forbidden me from visiting. I also didn't ask him to come over and visit instead. I had been quiet for the past two days, waiting and hoping that Jonathan would finally come back to his senses. But it seemed like he was not even ready to do that. He was going about his normal life, he probably forgot about me already. I got up really early, and snuck out of the house, and made my way to the palace. On my arrival, my father's face lit up with excitement. "Tyla!" he exclaimed, opening his arms wide. I rushed into his embrace, feeling sens
