Rowland….
"I could handle it, Rowland. I've been handling it since his birth. I don't need your help."
Her words cut deeper than the sharpest knife, my heart felt like it had been stabbed multiple times, with a sizzling blade. And the irony of it was- she was right.
She had been taking care of Lucas before I found out about him, perhaps, even better than I ever could. But here I was trying to act like she hadn’t been properly handling things, or my presence would suddenly change things.
One thing I’ve always feared is not being a good father to my kids, and Rebecca’s words confronted me with my deepest fears. As I gazed into her eyes, I could see the anger and hurt simmering beneath the surface. The situation had suddenly escalated, and I almost felt helpless as I stood there.
I had
