Whiskey & Vows

T W E N T Y E I G H T

T W E N T Y E I G H T || WHERE I STOOD

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Three days later, I call him.

I thought about it long and hard.

I didn't want to give him the time of day, truthfully.

He didn't give it to me so I didn't feel the need to do the same.

I had questions.

I wanted to know so many things about him. It was a shame, honestly, on how curious I was. I didn't want to be his friend, I didn't want to be his daughter; I just wanted to see what I was missing. I did deserve that much.

"Anna," He breathed again, shock and slight happiness filled his voice. I bit my tongue, afraid I would lash out at him over the phone.

"One meeting."

"Anything." He replied desperately.

"Friday night, my house for dinner. My husband in tow."

"Whatever you'd like."

"Are they all here too?" I whispered, surprising myself by asking. I didn't care too much about his new family. They are the reasons I didn't have a dad, but I wanted to know. I wanted to know why they were so much better than I was. Fuck, I was desperate to get answers.

"Yes." He replied carefully.

"Bring them."

"Anna-"

"You're asking me for a chance and I'm giving it to you." I snapped. "I deserve to know what I had to lose out on." He didn't say anything and I knew I hurt him with my words. I didn't know who I was-the pain and anger turned me into some different and sadly, I didn't like it.

"Alright." He swallowed. "What time would you like us to come?" He asked politely.

"Seven is fine." I murmured. "I'll send you the address in a text."

"Okay. Thank you." He said after a beat of silence. For what? I almost laughed at the absurd behavior but instead, I swallowed my rude thoughts and smiled as if he could see me.

"Right."

"See you then."

"Yeah."

"Goodbye." He said sadly, as if this was his last chance.

"Bye."

Shaking my head, I swallowed my appearing anger and grabbed an apple from the fridge. I needed to stop letting him rule my head-I was happy before he came along and he can't change that. Just him being around caused me to become a heartless bitch and I didn't like it. I just didn't know how I was supposed to be around him.

Kind?

Happy?

Sad?

Angry?

I didn't fucking know, and no one else did either. Grunting, I tossed the apple back in the fridge and tapped my nails on the counter. The house was an eerie quiet with Andy at a playdate and Derek at football practice. Deciding against staying here, I grabbed my purse and went to the one place I wouldn't hear biased opinions.

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In any given situation, it might be weird if a wife brings her father-in-law lunch and sits in his office, but we're not the typical family. Daniel seemed utterly surprised that I was in his office, munching on a chicken panini, but didn't mind as he plopped down at his desk. Raising his eyebrow at the black doggy-box, he looked at me curiously.