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."

been bothering me since he told me his plans. "Then why the hell did you consider her as a wife? You can have your pick of any woman;

she's familiar. I was married to her for three years. I know how she ticks. I also know she won't expect much from me, just like when we were married. It will be a marriage of convenience where she won't nag me and get in my space because

time to remind him of what he told me before. There is no way

he was given the ultimatum. Either the reason is hidden deep down and he isn't

think that's the case with Gabriel. His soul knows something that his

up to the two of you. Just make sure you don't make mistakes that you can't take back," I said after a

a drink and relaxed, glad to see him calmer. After catching up for three hours or so, I bid him goodnight and left

back home is 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

me wrong, I am fucking grateful that she took me

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