CHAPTER 43

CHARLOTTE'S POV

Dad silently led the way to his office.

It was hard to believe that he blamed himself for our mistakes. It was true he never called while I was at Brandon's house, but I never did either. And I assumed he was angry with me for going against his wishes. Just like everyone else around me, I couldn't see the reason they disliked Brandon, even though they said it constantly. I just felt like he was constantly vicimized for being extraordinary smart and clever. There were a lot of things I didn't see.

He could hardly be blamed for the kind of person Tatiana turned out to be, either. He did his best, I could remember clearly.

“I asked Lounge to tell you to contact her. Did he?" He asked

My traitorous cheeks heated for no reason. “Umm, he did". I said, not meeting his eyes.

“Charlotte?" He asked. I peeked up at him. “Is there anything I should know?"

I shook my head hard, once. “Nothing".

He tilted his head. “Nothing?"

“Nothing, s