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Kenzie's POV

Today is the day Mom arranged to meet my father. I really didn't want to. I never wanted to see him again. I don't know why she thinks this is such a great idea. She said he might have changed, but what if he hasn't? I didn't sleep last night because I was too nervous. I hadn't been sleeping well lately, anyways.

"Max is here," Mom said as she walked into my room. Max is Mom's bodyguard who is going to come with us. I was sitting on my bed, and I didn't want to get up. "Kenzie, you'll be fine," she insisted. I hesitantly stood up and she held out her hand for me to take. I grabbed her hand and we walked out of the house together. I crawled into the backseat while Mom sat up front next to Max. Mom was probably going on about how this will turn out to be a good thing, but I wasn't listening. My attention was stuck on the blur of buildings we were passing by. The car ride was long, which I didn't mind too much. Once we arrived at the park we'd be meeting at, Mom and Max got out of the car, but I continued to stare out of the window. Mom opened my door and took my hand. "Kenzie, we will go home right now if you don't want to do this. I've been pushing it to see if you would actually do it, but I'm not going to make you if it's too hard."

"You really think it's a good idea?" I asked, some of the first words I had said all day.

"Yes, I really do. I'm not saying you have to forgive him, but he knows he made bad choices, and I think you should give him the chance to apologize."

I took a deep breath before unbuckling my seatbelt and getting out of the car. "He's already waiting," she said, pointing to a wooden table. "Remember, I'm here, Max is here, and we are in public." I nodded and grasped her hand tighter at we made it closer to the table. His back was turned towards us, but I could still sense it was him. He heard our footsteps, and he turned to face us. The all too familiar face made my stomach turn, and I clenched tighter to Mom's hand. I'm sure my knuckles were turning white. We sat the opposite side of the table from him, and he grinned at us. His grin was still sickening, how could Mom not see through it?

"Ms. Lovato," he said, reaching his hand out towards Mom. She shook it with a friendly smile.

"Eric, this is Max," Mom said gesturing to Max, who also shook my father's hand.

"And Kenzie," he said, holding his hand out towards me. I leaned away from it and pushed myself closer to Mom. He looked hurt, but I didn't care. "Listen, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry." I didn't respond. I wanted to tell him that his apology meant nothing to me, but I kept my mouth shut. He still terrified me. "I was a very bad man, and I want you to know that I regret everything I did to you." I still said nothing. "I don't drink anymore. Getting away from alcohol really changed my life. And I'm sad that I didn't get to witness my daughter grow up." My mom might be falling for this, but I could see it in his eyes. He was still evil. "You're twelve, yes?" I slowly nodded. "I counted all of your birthdays while I was in jail, and that's the place where I realized that I really missed you." His eyes got darker, and Mom was still oblivious. "Ms. Lovato, could I speak with you privately?"


Demi's POV

"Ms. Lovato, could I speak with you privately?" Eric asked.

I stood up with him, and enzie grabbed the arm. She stared up at me with pleading eyes. She didn't want me to leave her. "You're safe with Max. I'll make sure you can still see me. I'll be right back." I kissed the top of her head and followed Eric away from the table. We were out of earshot, but I made sure Kenzie was still able to see me.

"I really messed up," Eric said.

I nodded. "Yeah."

"I want to make it up some how. I want to show her that I still care."

"How?"

"I wanted to talk to you about maybe working out some kind of shared custody?"



Sorry, stopping it there :)

Updates have gotten slower, and that's just because I'm super stressed out with everything. It seems to be clearing up though, so hopefully I'll update sooner than later.

Also, this is the only book that I'm still updating (the others are complete) and I want to write a new story. I have a few ideas, but what would you like to read? I'm still putting some pieces together to make a story line, so any comments would be awesome.

Thanks for reading!

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