Rosa’s POV My father continued speaking, but I wasn’t sure how much of it I truly heard. The words blurred together, slipping past me as I struggled to hold myself together. My chest felt too tight, and my thoughts were too loud, drowning in regret, and guilt, and in the unbearable sight of how fragile he had been.All I could see was what I had lost. What I had walked away from.He spoke about the ranch, how he had held on to it, how he had refused to let it go because it had once been my dream to expand it.“I shouldn’t have remarried,” he said, his voice heavy with regret. “I should have believed I was enough for you.”My breath ceased for a moment.“But I know you, Rosa… you’ll come back. I just don’t know if I’ll still be here when you do, my little girl.”A soft laugh left him then.It wasn’t the laughter I remembered. But it carried a faint memory of it, just enough to break me all over again.“You must be a woman now,” he went on, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Married,
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