![]() ![]() My only goal now was to show him that I didn’t give a damn what he thought, and the only way to do that was to see him. ![]() The idea of avoiding him altogether had been fine before he’d had the gall not to recognize his own daughter and make me feel like an idiot, but now I was done with hiding and avoiding. ![]() I’d not seen hide nor hair of Jocelyn since our encounter in the hallway on my first day – which Ryland of course knew nothing about – and I wasn’t sure how to feel about that. “We’ve been here for almost two weeks, and you haven’t seen him yet, you should come. “You don’t know that.” He began dragging the toe of his foot along the stone floor with each step. “What if he asks why you didn’t come?” Alex and I were walking him to his first ever meeting with his father, and every step he took seemed just a tiny bit slower than the last. “You should come, Becca,” Ryland said as we approached the hallway that led down to Jocelyn’s office. ![]()
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