“I'd almost forgotten that you attended this school.” “That's on you,” I quip back, crossing my arms over my unbound chest, and shrugging. “You're the one that said you didn't want to treat me like a daughter anymore.” “That's not what I said,” he bites out and then sighs, pausing to run his hand over his thinning hair. “You're misinterpreting my words for your own gain, behavior that’s rather childish, especially for a woman who’s engaged and planning to marry.”
