ASHTONS POV.
'' You know your father loves you '' Dr Branson says to me.
I am in his office again; ever since I decided to cooperate, he has been hounding me with personal questions regularly.
I really don't want to talk about my feelings and stuff but I need to get out of here quickly. Brody needs me and I am wasting time.
'' I know '' I lie.
In honesty, I don't think my dad loves me when mom was still alive; he uses to treat her like she was the only woman on this planet. I used to look at them and wish for a love like that but ever since he married that w***e, I'm not so sure he even loved her to begin with.
'' Then why do you give him the cold shoulder?'' he inquires.
I shrug '' I donno.....I guess you can say I was in that phase '' I explain.
He nods and jots something in his
