Jacob wasn’t sure whether he should trust Tiffany’s dad or not. He was so hot and cold.

But as soon as he felt Tiffany reaching out and holding his hand, all of his doubt disappeared.

Who cares if her dad acted confusing? He had Tiffany now.

Jacob smiled at her. They were at some expensive restaurant, celebrating graduating high school. He could’ve never dreamed of being at a place like this if he hadn’t met Tiffany’s family. Her mother didn’t even remember it was his graduation ...