Desperate Pursuit

"No, she's not!" I snapped, and then I realized my mistake, seeing the look in my dad's eye.

"I'm sorry, Dad. But Dario wouldn't do that to me... he loves me."

My dad looks at me. His eyes are filled with pity and sympathy.

He ignores my outburst and says, "Since Dario's not picking you up today, just get ready. I'm late. I gotta go to work and drop you off on the way."

"Okay," I say, about to lea