Virgin And Broken Daddy

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m bearing the weight of the years and the lost time between us. Now, though, as I stand before him, all I f

sible. It's not only wrath. It's different.

Evelyn and me?" Though his voice is ice, it ha

hat it is happening once more. "I know exactly what happened," I say, voic

us buzzes with power. "You're not the only one that suffered. You,

as his old familiarity slams into me. It feels as though nothing has evolved. He is quite

e, I ask, my chin raised in protest.

u are not allowed to have me be the villain in t

nded to ruin everything I loved. Do you believe me to be stupid? I back off to create space between us. But the

at. His armor breaks at one point. A little sensitivity I wasn't ready for. I still wonder w

." I remember clearly his running a hand through his hair. "You believe what I ac

feel right with me. It makes no difference how much I have developed or how much I have attempted to

once more. As I spoke, my chest constricted; the words hardly came out. " Dam

er if he may say something that would expose the truth for a little instant. Th

softer yet the weight of his words causes my s

hands quivering at

the space between us gets thinner by the second. I sense him probing for flaws in my a

t last, his eyes dulling into mine, the conflict betwee

What even means that? Trying to fit the bits of the puz

st begging, "You're not making

he metropolis below. He seems to be trying to flee someth

ly miss it, "I'm not proud of

interruption I was anticipating. Indeed not the one I desired either. Damon simply strides toward the do

hing I can't name. "I'll be out in a minute," he says. He

eels clicking forcefully on the floor. She is lovely, the kind of woman who doesn't have to experiment.

with something I can not exactly explain. Damon,

but the moment is gone just as fast. He closes th

ng in my chest,

ctly did

ve and never turn around. But I couldn't. Not when the truth is almost wit

ther I can ever pardo

efore I can get going. My eyes darted to Damon

businesslike. Then, though, I come

still

n the air and momenta

he implication is obvious. Who? She? From wha

the door. I'm obliged to know.

d, his eyes locked wit

I have ever heard, he comm

words following each other o

o idea what is ah

freezes in

is co