“It’s not like that.” He cut in.
But I laughed. “It’s exactly like that.” I grabbed my wine and chugged half the bottle.
“Baby girl. I love you.” He seemed hurt that I agreed with my mom.
“Just because you said it doesn’t mean it takes away the pain you did.” I leveled him with a look. “I was mad that he left, but I could understand it. And when my heat muddled brain got past the pain, I even respected him for it.” My eyes cut to Rowan. “But it was the silence after that shattered me.” I turned back to my dad. “You shattered me and made me think it was Rowan.”
My dad staggered with my words. “Amy.” He tried to step closer, but I held up my hand.
“No.” I looked at my dad, and for probably the first time in my life, I was disappointed by him. “You interfered with my relationships. Wit
