MEGAN'S POV
I hesitate, my mind racing.
No. Four years ago, Xarion wouldn't have done any of those things.
Four years ago, he pushed me away. He told me to get rid of our children. He chose Danielle over me without a second thought.
But now…
Now he's different.
And as much as I hate to admit it, Dad's right.
"That doesn't mean I have to forgive him," I mutter, my voice quieter now.
"No, it doesn't," Dad agrees. "And believe me, I never thought I'd say this," he sighs, "but it does mean you should at least acknowledge he's trying. Even though what he did was wrong."
I stare at the floor, my emotions swirling in a chaotic mess.
Anger. Hurt. Confusion. And underneath it all, something I don't want to name.
Before I can respond, I hear the soft patter of little feet approaching.
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