“Gabe, you haven’t cleaned your room. Your father’s going to be here any minute,” she sighs harshly before she leaves the boy to complain on his own. The only thing he cared about today was Jayden coming to see him. The only thing she cared about was getting this over with. Although, she was slightly intrigued to see how it would go. Besides Gabe’s bedroom, the entire house had been cleaned throughout the morning. She’d also taken two tequila shots in preparation for this moment. It had weighed on her since the moment he agreed to come, how this would go. What further arrangements would they make. She’d had so much time to think about what her parents were going to do when they find out, she supposed she had Winter to thank for this. Her rebelling against them, as if she were a mere teenager all over again. It felt wrong, yet she had no other choice if she wanted control over her own life. And she did. Want control.