When I looked back, I saw Mrs. Yukio from earlier in the morning, standing beside a middle-aged man who bore a striking resemblance to Richard.
The man's face was filled with fury as he glared at Richard, clearly disappointed.
"Richard, how could you do something like this?" The older man's voice was filled with disappointment as he pointed a finger at his son.
"What did I do?"
"You! How dare you ask?" The older man's gaze flicked between Richard and me, struggling to find the words. "No wonder you didn't bring your girlfriend home last year... because..."
The older man couldn't finish, giving me a look that said it all.
