Katelyn POV
There’s nothing surprising here.
My dad died first. He came out here with my mom after leaving his family business behind. Nothing special, it was a bar in Chicago. He followed her out here to get away but also because they were in love. They wanted to start something new. Fresh.
And they got me.
I knew she had problems before she met him. She used to say he was her cure.
Really, he was just her fix. A healthier one, but still an addiction.
Honestly? Addicted to a person? Especially one like my dad who loved her without remorse? That was beautiful.
My parents were older when they had me. I guess whatever issues they had conceiving just went away at some point.
And then he got sick and just died.
Because life is anything but fair and kind.
