I feel like my eyes are deceiving me. What the hell was he doing here? And how the hell does he recognize me? The last time he saw me was when I was five, and I'm far from the girl I was when I was five years old. I know ive changed since then, so how on earth does he recognize me?
"Evie? Is it really you?" He asks, looking like he has seen a ghost but still wearing that smile. I only remember seeing a handful of times. "David." I answered coldly. This man isn't my father, he lost that right when he walked out on me and my mum. He lost that right after everything he put her through.
"Oh Evie, it's so good to see you." His words took my breath away and made my blood boil. After all this time, he wants to say it's good to see me? Not once did this man reach out or try and be apart of my
