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so how could he cheat? "Now, I would like to make this toast for the woman I love the most, Catherine, my baby..." Alastar smiled genuinely as he held his glass high and looked at her. "Happy birthday, my love. I hope you'll enjoy this day as much as we do." Catherine couldn't feel anything, and yet, she chose to keep her head held up high and return the favor. Cheerful cheers and soft handclaps echoed around the place. All of their friends came, including their close relatives just to join her for her special day.

my mother asked. "Yes," I whispered, the entire world seemed to be closing in on me now, Shane washed over me as My father's legs buckled. He grabbed the doorframe to hold himself in. "You're my best friend, you've known her since she was a child….Get the fuck out of my sight. Pack your shit. Get out of this house. I never want to see your face again." Dominic didn't move. He looked at my father. Then at my mother. Then at me.

Tessa answered. “Your father just left with Emily.” “What?” Tessa asked, surprised. “They went to the mall together.” There was silence on the line. “Why?” Tessa asked slowly. “I don’t know,” Diana replied coldly. “But this is not normal.” Tessa felt something twist inside her. “At the mall?” she repeated. “Yes.” Tessa swallowed. “That’s strange.” Diana’s voice became harder. “He is getting too comfortable with her.” Tessa did not reply immediately.

“Dad, I didn’t know you were there.” “Your mother used the car to nip to the hospital. She’s checking out your mate’s parents and should be back shortly. I promised I’d be home for you.” His father leaned against the doorframe into the kitchen. “I’ve got to do something, Dad. I can’t let her slip through my fingers.” “You’re going to hurt your mate before you claim her.” “Dad, I’ve not got a choice.” “Why don’t you let this friend fuck up on his own without helping him? While he’s getting to know other people, you sweep in and become his best friend.”

"There is an old park Uncle used to take us when we were little, let's go there together. It has been shut down, but I brought it because I wanted to go there with you, so what do you say?" The mention of Dad makes me weak, old memories fill my head, how he always made time to be there for me, Valerie, Rocky and Edna, he was a good man and the best father. "Fine, if that is what you want. Pick a date and let me know"

Vivienne made a soft sound and kept stroking her niece's hair where they sat together on the couch in Serena's living room, afternoon light coming through the windows. "...and then Aunt Viv, you should have seen the way he stood next to her by the drinks table. I know he does that power move thing sometimes but this felt different, it felt like..." "Like what, darling?" Vivienne kept her voice gentle. "I don't know! That's the problem! I can't figure it out!" Serena sat up, pulling away, her hands gesturing wildly. "Something's changed with Dad. He's distracted all the time. He barely listens when I talk to him. He's always on his phone and he smiles at it, Viv, he smiles at his phone like s

Hades -Father, understand that I can't come to dinner tonight! -Not a word! -Old man, understand that this is an important shipment! I can't afford to miss it. -Damn it! I don't care anymore, and I don't want to hear anything, he shouted at me, ending the call. And that was my conversation with Dad this morning. He and Uncle James always insisted on having a family dinner at least once a month. James and his wife are part of our family, being very close friends with my parents.

My father had only cussed at me a few times before, and only when I did something really, really bad—like sneak out of the house in the middle of the night or clog the toilet with all of Mom’s lipsticks after we fought. The disappointment and anger in his voice had me shaking. “We met weeks ago.” “You said that,” Mom snapped. I resisted sending her an angry look. Any aggression on my part would only make things worse. Dad gruffly cleared his throat. “He hasn’t said anything about this to me.” I eagerly leaned forward. “That’s because we didn’t know you two were friends until last weekend at the fundraiser. And I wouldn’t let him tell you. I wanted to let you know myself.”

“He asked me to file a restraining order against Dan. He will not stop.” Chris steals a fry and throws it in his mouth. “That should not be a surprise, though.” “Do not you dare say I told you so.” I give him the stink eye. “I am just saying, Ginny. Fathers do not like anyone fucking around with their daughters, especially overprotective ones like yours.” Jane gulps at that and clears her throat. “I still think it’ll be fixed with time. They are best friends, right? That should mean something.” “If by something, you mean that he keeps threatening to kill Dan, then sure, it means something. You know, I always heard stories about my dad and his coldness, but this is the first time I have witne

Xavier “I have told you several times that in this business there are no friends. You have to be very careful about who you let into your space.” My father scolded me on the phone. “I understand your point, father, but I have told you countless times not to worry about Adrian. And like I’ll always tell you, Adrian is my friend and brother.” I said. "Brother, from where? Because I am sure he didn’t come out of my loins.” My father said, and I had to roll my eyes. My father could be a little bit dramatic at times.