“You missed my whole childhood.

I don’t hate you — hating you would take energy I’m not willing to spend.

I just won’t build my life around the chance that you might show up.” “I’m your father,” Marcus whispered.

“And that’s exactly why it hurt,” Ethan said, gently.

“And exactly why I had to learn to live without you.” He offered me his arm, and we walked to the car, and we did not look back.

Months later Paula confirmed the trust was restored and my share of the estate secured.