Ace's POV
I sat at my desk with my bottle in my hands. I was the biggest f**k up of all time, but I couldn't stop now that I've started. Berkley went back to work today and so it made things that much easier for me.
I had officially screwed up every one of my relationships, they just didn't know it yet. I wasn't worth their time or energy and they would figure it out soon. I had slipped into a dark place, and I don't know if I was ever going to be able to come back from this one. When I was home taking care of Berkley, I started getting text messages about Savannah and the abortion. How I was nothing, but a worthless piece of s**t and that the child was better off dead than having me as a father. I couldn't cope and I couldn't go to anyone about it because I already thought about thos
