Angelina's POV:

I knocked on Ian's door and patiently waited for his response.

"Angelina, come in," he answered loudly.

I opened the door and hesitantly walked in.

He sat behind his desk, looking at his laptop.

"Morning, uncle," I greeted as I closed the door behind me.

"Morning, dear. Do take a seat," he responded, then closed his laptop.

I moved to the couch and sat down, facing him.

After my mother had told me everything and what was going on, I couldn't ...