Dom had to blink furiously when her father pulled her into a hug, maybe no one was expecting her not to cry, but Dom knew she needed to be strong, or she would never make it through this. "I've all ready cried so much." She told him, though her voice gave away that tears were threatening again. "I can't go back to school if all I can do is cry, I can't do anything else. And I need to." She told him, and maybe that was wrong, needing to do something else, to forget the pain. "I need to be able to function at school, and think about other things or I'll never get over this."
"Daddy," Dom said when Bill had moved back so they could look at one another. "This isn't just about that," Maybe asking Dylan over in the first place had been, but the rest of it, staying with him, all the rest - she would have gladly done that no matter the circumstances.
She knew that her father probably wasn't happy about it, not after everything, and not after she'd admitted to him that it had been Dylan who she was involved with before, but she couldn't help this.