Esme's POV
As I looked back at the man I hadn't seen in almost a decade I felt tears filling in my eyes.
He looked the same, exactly the same. His dark brown eyes and light brown hair was still the same. He still looked like the middle aged man I knew when i was a young teenage girl.
I couldn't believe my eyes, after all this time he really was alive. But seeing him on the phone wasn't the same as seeing him in person. I wanted so badly to see him again and feel his arms around me as he hugged me tightly like he used to do when i was younger.
I know him and mom didn't get along for s**t, but he never once treated me with hostility. He at least tried his best when it came to me and my health problems.
My happy mood suddenly turned sour and upset when realization hit me knowing all he h
