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Grant
Fucking f**k f**k f**k.
Fuck.
That was the only word that ran through my mind when I got off of the phone with Ari. I’d warned her this would happen. I’d told myself over and over it could happen. But the reality of my dad being anywhere near my girl made my blood boil. It made me want to get on the first plane out of the next closest city, and f*****g find the fucker. I’d teach him a thing or two I hadn’t known when I was only ten.
Miller rounded the corner to the backroom where I was attempting to get s**t under control. I couldn’t handle there wasn’t any f*****g privacy. Not when no one knew about my dad, and I didn’t f*****g want anyone to figure out the details.
“Bro, you okay?” Miller asked.
“Yeah. Fine,” I ground out. I knew I sounded anything but fine. My hands were
