**Macey**
I think I’m in another realm or something. As Mikey led me out of my father’s office, it felt surreal—as if I might be dreaming.
No one has ever stood up for me. In fact, no one ever dares to confront my father. Most people just accept that because he has money, he can act however he pleases, and they go along with it.
I always sensed that Mikey might be different, but after witnessing what just happened, I realize he truly is unlike anyone I know.
We stepped outside, heading toward my car, when I suddenly stopped. Mikey turned to look at me.
“I am sorry, but he was out of line. I know he is your father…” he began, but I cut him off.
“Mikey, no,” I said firmly.
“No?” He asked, clearly confused.
I released his hand, stepped closer, and wrapped my arms around his neck. “We
