It is a misunderstanding

Lily's eyes welled up with tears as she shook her head in confusion. "We were just saying goodbye, Scott," she stammered, her voice trembling.

"Shut your lying mouth," Scott snapped, slapping her across the face. "You better tell me the truth or I'll show you both just how much trouble you're in."

Tears streamed down Lily's cheeks as she looked at Samantha, **** for her to find a way out of this mess. Samantha sighed and spoke up, her voice low and shaky. "We were just discussing our weekend plans, Dad," she said. "She was meeting her family for dinner and I had plans to study with some friends."

Scott's eyes narrowed as he studied his daughter's face. There was a chance she was telling the truth, but he wasn't about to let it slide. "That doesn't explain your sudden and suspicious behavior towards her," Scott said, his tone becoming more ominous. "You two need to come clean, or there will be consequences." With a sinking feeling in her stomach, Samantha realized she had ****. She took a deep breath and stepped forward, her voice shaking as she spoke.

"Okay, Dad. We were more than just friends," she admitted, glancing at Lily for support. "We've been seeing each other for a few weeks now." Lily nodded, her eyes filled with regret as she added, "I'm sorry, Scott. We didn't mean to hurt you, but we were just trying to be happy." Scott's face twisted into a mask of fury as he stared at his daughter. He had always prided himself on being the strict, controlling father, and this was the last thing he ever expected from his own child.

"You both are closeted minorities you know what that means right, you are slaves, and you are now both mine."