Page 90 of The Other Side
“But you love Amanda?” I knew the answer, but I asked anyway.
Chance huffed but did not respond.
“She’s your only sister. She wants your approval because your father is a dickhead. Maybe just go and suck it up for her,” I reasoned.
“I can’t stand to be in the same room as my dad after I learned what happened with Daniel and his mom. He doesn’t even care that Daniel went missing. I can’t see him.” Chance gritted his teeth, as if the thought of seeing his father made him physically ill to even consider.
I took a beat. I hoped I wouldn’t regret what I was about to offer. “I could go with you,” I said softly.
“What?” Chance raised an eyebrow.
I sighed, knowing he’d heard me. He was just being difficult. “If you want, I’d go with you,” I said more solidly.
The corners of his lips quirked. “Really? You would?”
I immediately grew suspicious. “Did you plan this? Is this some sort of elaborate ploy you’ve concocted with your sister?” I accused him.
Chance placed a hand over his heart, “Violet, darling, you wound me. You always think the worst of me.”
His theatrics did not diffuse my cynicism. He hadn’t outright denied the allegations. “If I find out this was all a ruse—and Iwillbe asking your sister—I will make sure you regret it.”
Chance knelt down on the carpet in front of me, which considering our difference in height, put him at eye level with me. He took my face into his palms and gave me a soft kiss.
“You already said you’d go. You can’t back out now,” he whispered, smiling sweetly.
