Wayne Romano
I couldn't believe my eyes.
I had to blink a number of times to convince myself that I wasn't seeing things.
It felt like I had been stabbed in the back with someone I trusted holding the knife
I had just walked in on my best friend kissing my daughter. A part of me was surprised and happy that she was okay but a greater part of me was filled with fury as my jaw tightened, and my fingers rolled into fists
Why was Jordan kissing my daughter?
“Jordannn!!!!” I barked, my voice echoing off the walls of the living room. They broke apart like guilty teenagers caught sneaking out.
Natalie's face was pale like all the blood just drained from her body, her lips still swollen from the kiss and Jordan looked like he had been struck by lightning.
“Dad?!” Natalie called out, he
