Ex-Husband's Regret

For the first time since I got his call, I smiled, happy that he was leaning towards getting to know his daughter.

"Then I'll support you."

"But how the fuck do I go about it? I know finances like the back of my fucking hand, but I don't know how to be a father," he sighed in frustration, making me chuckle.

"You've got to realize that there is no handbook that will guide you on how to be a good dad. Even after years of being a father, I still learn new things each and every day. When it comes to being a parent, you just have to wing. Be there for them and do what feels right."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"What are you planning to do with Harper and do you feel anything for her?" I asked curiously.

His answer was instant. "Hell no! I don't feel anything for her, and if it wasn't for the fact that I needed her, I wouldn't have bothered."

"Then why the hell did

much from me, just like when we were married. It will be a marriage of convenience where she won't nag me

don't know if this is the right time to remind him of what he

there is a deeper reason why his mind immediately thought of Harper the moment he was given the ultimatum.

conscious doesn't. I think that's the case with Gabriel. His soul knows something that his

you. Just make sure you don't make mistakes that you can't take back," I said

relaxed, glad to see him calmer.

reflective. I don't know about my father, but it seemed like, for us, as his kids, we are good at destroying our marriages. It's a fucking kick to the gut to know that my story and that

Don't get me wrong, I am fucking grateful that she took me back ever after all the shit I put her through, but all I'm saying is I wouldn't have forgiven myself if I were in the same

record time, getting impatient as I wait for the electronic gates to open up. Once they do, I drive