Sara
My father stood there in the doorway with his head bowed and his eyes full of shame. He looked trashed. Clearly, his self-care habits hadn't improved in my absence.
“I–I just wanted to… apologize again. I wanted to see you, sweetheart. I missed you."
“You SOLD me to pay off your debts. You don't get to miss me. What are you really doing here, Dad? Jaxon doesn't want you on his property or in the house," I complained.
A small smirk rose in the corner of my Dad's mouth, but his head was still lowered. “I know that but I thought… he probably wasn't home.... and maybe, just maybe, you'd let me in so we could talk…"
As if I wasn't already clouded with enough emotions that wouldn't settle, now I had this to deal with. I felt fury and regret for all the times I'd helped him and how
