*Maddix POV*
After a restless night, I woke up to a text from my oldest son. My king. It was a simple text, but for some reason, it made me feel like something big was about to happen.
All the text said was, "Dad, can you meet Jameson and me for breakfast around 9am?", and of course, I was going to do it. I felt I needed to talk to him, because we left each other on not so good terms yesterday. I hated myself for what I said to him, because that wasn't the father I wanted to be.
It was already 8:30am, so I sent him a quick reply stating I would meet them there. After the message was sent, I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. My mind was racing with thoughts about what this meeting was about, but in my heart I already knew. I had hurt him with what I said.
Once I was dressed
