Dad stares at me for a long moment, and there’s something apologetic in his eyes. He shakes his head. “You don’t have to go to Georgia.” “What?” My eyes squint in confusion. “But—” “You were right.” His voice sounds pained, his jaw tense, and I can tell it’s costing him to admit he was wrong. “It’s your life. I’ve thought about it. I might not agree with it—your choice of boyfriend and your choice of school—but you’ve been a good son. I love you, and you’re entitled to your own life.”
ok this made me cry but thd chracter switch up was kinda wild
