An Impelling Face-Off (1)
There was no doubt that the man waiting outside was Gael's father. Angela had seen his photo in one of the frames in this house and a few in Nonna Flavia's. Gael had wanted her to meet his father, but she didn't think she'd meet him this soon. While staring at the image of the man in the intercom, she debated whether to open the door or tell Gael that his father was here.
"Yeah. I should tell him," she muttered to herself and began to turn towards the stairs but instantly froze when another doorbell rang. She looked at the intercom again and realized that Gael's father was standing outside in a snowstorm. Her heart hammered in her chest, knowing that she had to open the door for the poor man.
She quickly smoothed her hair and looked down at her outfit, silently cursing that she was wearing lounge pants and a hoodie—looking pretty evident that she had spent the night in this house. What a way to meet Gael's father in this state! 'God, this is so embarrassing!'