ELENA PETERS

I sat in the taxi, lost in my thoughts. I didn’t know how I was going to handle being with Vince in his house. Especially after what had transpired between us.

I had tried everything in my power to ensure I didn’t hop on this taxi to his house. But it was fruitless. Cause my father was hellbent on me coming over.

I had tried having my stepmother speak to him. But she didn’t seem to care about my dilemma.

I had offered to my father to let Tracy go. But he refused ...