Chapter 37--The fallout

*Ryan* I stand in my father’s office, my hands clasped together behind my back as I look around the room. The study is as imposing as ever, with dark wood paneling covering the walls and bookshelves lining every inch of them. The large mahogany desk takes up most of the room, with my father seated behind it, giving me a stern look. I hate being in this room. It’s always been one of the most intimidating places in the house, with its oppressive atmosphere and the feeling that every move you make is being watched. The air is heavy with the scent of old books and leather, and I can’t help but feel like I’m intruding on some secret world every time I step inside. But despite my discomfort, I can’t help feeling a sense of curiosity as to why my father has summoned me here. Though, the way he looked at Amber the moment I had introduced her gives me a rather acute idea of what he is going to say. I can see my father’s expression shift from serious to disapproving. “I asked for one thing.