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I ask Micah, trying to change the subject. "Different, to say the least," Micah says, and I nod. "Yeah, there's no time to get laid," Sergio says, but Micah and I ignore his joke. "Especially when the mother of the child doesn't want to be present through the whole thing. It becomes a handful," he says, making me shake my head. Sergio, Wyatt, and Maximilian begin to have a conversation on their own, leaving Micah and me alone to talk. "Single fatherhood isn't bad. I'm doing just fine," I state, and Micah looks at me, confused.

I heaved a sigh of relief because he answers my call after a minute or two that I thought he's just ignoring my call. "When are you coming back? Zeke is looking for you." I said and simply looked at Zeke who was still hugging Zuck. I heard daddy sneeze on the other line. "I don't know, maybe this weekend. Tell Zeke that I'll be back soon." Daddy said and I suddenly heard a man calling him, I want to think that it was just his staff but I am not a stupid fool, I know he is with his mistress again. Until now, I still can't believe that my father, a former soldier who was muscular and gym fit, was fucking another man.

Max Santon was born into a modest family, Max's upbringing instilled in him a deep appreciation for honesty, integrity, and the pursuit of justice. His father, Robert Santon, was a hardworking mechanic with a heart of gold. Through his long hours and dedication, Robert provided for his family and imparted the values of loyalty and perseverance to his son. Max admired his father's unwavering commitment to his craft and his unwavering support for his loved ones.

Theo's face lit up with understanding as he grasped new concepts, his dad's patient guidance making learning a fun and rewarding experience. As the evening wore on, Axel tucked Theo into bed, reading him a bedtime story and planting a gentle kiss on his forehead. Theo drifted off to sleep, feeling safe and loved in his father's presence. Alone in the quiet of the night, Axel reflected on the joys and challenges of fatherhood. He thought about the responsibility he carried as Theo's dad, the role model he needed to be, and the unconditional love he felt for his son. In those moments of solitude, Axel found strength and purpose in the bond he shared with Theo, knowing that their connection wou

“I have failed as a father.” “I think the fact that your 18-year-old son doesn’t know the name of a male strip club is a good thing,” Ty says. “I didn’t know what it was either,” Mark shakes his head. “You two make me feel old,” Ty shivers. “You are not old. You have an old soul,” Mark kisses his cheek. “How do you know Chip 'n Dales?” Dad asks. “I love Patrick Swayze. It’s not okay how much a I like him. I watch SNL skits on YouTube, so….” Ty blushes as he smirks. Dad is roaring with laughter.

“That's sad. But there's no need to worry. You always wanted to be a princess saved by a knight. My dad is here. My father can be your knight for tonight…” A knot formed in my throat. How did kids even come up with the darnest things to say?

I know about his late wife Ava, about his feud with his parents regarding her social status. I was itching to wear my jeans and hoodie for this meet just to show his parents, but I actually love Dale. I actually wanted him to see that I could help him mend his relationship with his family. Because sometimes I would sense that he actually missed them. It has been years already, I do believe that Dale had given his parents enough time to feel bad about their behaviour towards his late wife Ava. "Mable say hello to your grandmother..." Dale and his mother came closer to us, then Mable stood up and give her a hug.

“I’ll make room for you.” She gave him one last wink before going out the door to help Maggie find her swimsuit. Wyatt leaned back and put his hands behind his head. Being a single dad had never been the plan. He would never forget Caroline as long as he lived, but he knew that with Lily around, his family would be whole once more.

I shook my hand and stepped away. My father's taken a shock to his head. The sight of dead elders has impacted his aging mind. I hate to say this but dad needs rest. He's overworked from all the work he's done all these decades, and he probably thinks I am not able to deal with this secret criminal congregation that thinks it can freak me out and continue to carry on their sex selling business.

He just looked at him with the most disappointing face he had. “Dad, can you hurry this up? I'm tired. I had a long day.” “What was that little stunt you pulled today?" His father asked. “What are you talking about?” Wayne thought he knew what his dad was talking about. “I’m talking about the interview you just had. Why did you say you didn't have a wife?” Wayne looked surprised that his father had already heard about the interview. But then he remembered that his father had connections everywhere. “I meant what I said. I don't have a wife. I'm a single man, father.”