Chapter no 23

He closed his book and waited till Vitale was done grooming his dear daughter after a traumatic experience. He yelled while she listened when the only she wanted was someone to hold her close. She had asked for his hand while driving home and he had immediately agreed.

This daughter was neglected for all he could tell, like the man he was, hiding his true identity from his daughter. How he ever wondered if he would have the same mentality to know what to do and when.

His thoughts went to his father. A real father he was. Who actually knew what to do? His father had loved him dearly. So much so that he died for him. The only two people he ever loved were snatched away from him at the mere age of childhood.

It made him wonder if she had ever experienced true love. It was no doubt her father loved her, but his love had no value he could not hold her in times of need.

He waited for her father to interrogate him, ask what happened and how. But he didn’t. Vitale only gave him a nod and left