“What do you think you’re doing?” Fiona glared at Rye. “Instead of stopping me, you should slap him, too!”

“I get that you’re angry,” Rye coldly replied, “but aren’t you assuming your daughter’s words to be automatically true? What if she was lying? How can you just assume that my boyfriend Benjamin did something wrong?”

“It’s not just my daughter. The other girls also said the same thing!” Fiona stressed her words.

“So? All of them could be lying,” Rye retorted.

“And why would they do that at