3 years later:
Venny POV:
“Bayley! The bus is here!” I call out to my 8-year-old princess, who lately has been not wanting to go to school for a reason she won’t tell me about.
“Daddy, Can’t you take me to school instead? Please?” She asks me as she walks into the kitchen and gives me those brown puppy dog eyes I can’t resist.
“Okay fine, I will take you to school under one condition.”
“What?”
“I need you to tell who are you trying to avoid, and what they did to you.”
She sighs and shakes her head.
“It’s no one.”
“Bayley...” I say in a warning tone as I bend over to kiss her head and she frowns.
“There is this Catholic boy at school who likes to pick on me and well he...”
“He what?” I ask starting to feel angry already.
“He says that my dads will never go to heaven and that we’
