Chapter 7

Alex's POV - "What's wrong Papa?" I ask, shoving a spoonful of ice cream into my mouth. I'm like a heart broken chick when it comes to ice cream. Only vanilla though, I like to keep it simple. "I have a long night ahead of me Alex, you're coming with me. And can you stop shovelling that sugar into your mouth? It's a heart disease in a tub, get a piece of fruit instead." I roll my eyes at him, ignoring his advice. Papa is a health freak, nothing with sugar passes his lips. He's naturally...