Tawny
“So he wants forgiveness? Do you believe him?”
Rockstar looked at me. I could see the conflict in his eyes.
“I don’t know. That’s what he says. I saw how he acted with his fiancée Wendy, and it seemed genuine.”
“Maybe it is? What do you know about your father since he claimed to disown you?”
“We didn’t talk much after my mother died. Every time we encountered each other, he spewed vitriol at me. Blaming me for her death, if I had just kept my mouth shut, she’d still be alive. Bullshit like that. He never took responsibility until now. I just find it odd. He said two years ago he had a heart attack, and it gave him clarity. Clarity on what? How much of a f*****g asshole he is?”
My heart was breaking for my man. He had his father for eighteen years. One he claims was
