(Grayson’s POV)
For the previous ten minutes, I've been pacing in my room and trying to control my emotions, but all I could think about was Eliana and my children. My dad's voice caught my attention before the door opened because I was so furious with him.
“Grayson! What the hell was that downstairs?” After all these years, dad yelled at me, but this time, I wasn't some little child who could put up with his actions.
“No dad! You can’t make my life decisions. You don’t have any f*****g authority to do that”.
“Yes, I f*****g do have. I am your father, Grayson and no one can deny this not even you…And don’t you dare talk to me like that”.
“Father? Really?...Have you ever done anything for me like a father should do? You have never been interested in my life…For you I was just a piece o
