Archie’s POV
I didn’t know how long I sat at the fountain facing my Dad’s office till he came out.
I recognized him as soon as he came through the door; Richard Williams looked every bit like the playboy he is. He had the same features as Samuel, save the broad chest. He stopped at the entrance of the office to speak with someone who shared a laugh with him before he headed towards the garage.
“Dad?” I muttered forcing the words out of my mouth.
After so many years, the word felt strange to me but yet I couldn’t disrespect him. He was my dad for a while and he is still my dad.
He continued with his quick strides as his long legs matched each step effortlessly, it was so difficult to guess this same man has children littered all over from different women.
“Dad,” I called again. T
