“Am I that stupid to still think that he cares about me?” I asked.
Zane heaved a sigh. “He is your father, and he must have been a good man to you. I’m not one to judge you. I don’t know how far your relationship has been.”
He wiped away my tears. “I hate to see you cry. Can you please calm down?”
I was finding it hard to stop the tears. All that Cain said was reminiscing in my head. It’s just too much to handle.
“I want to be alone,” I said after my cry subsided.
“You sure about that?” Zane asked, and I nodded.
“Yeah, I’m sure. I just need some time alone,” I said, and he understood.
Zane stood up, but before he left, he said to me, “I’m always a call away if you need me.”
“Thanks, Zane. You’re the only one who understands me.”
He smiled softly, then left me alone.
The door clic
