Chapter 33
JeffWhen Taryn returned from the bridal shop the night before, I apologized profusely, and we had yet another conversation about how we needed Olivia to feel comfortable with liking her mother and spending time with her.
I didn’t want my daughter to feel pulled in different directions. For that reason, I swallowed a lot of pride, a lot of irritation, and a measure of anger. I needed Taryn to do the same, but I’d gone too far with telling Shannon she could go to the bridal appointment.
Plus, I had to admit that, at times, Shannon didn’t seem to appreciate the life I’d built for Olivia. I’d had help, but still, I was a single dad, doing a hell of a job. Whatever she thought of me and how “uptight” I was, my way of doing things had created a safe, secure environment for our daug
