I sat down on a bench and dropped my head into my hands. I didn't know if I could take it anymore. I felt like I was gonna cry. I thought about the future. It would be so different. I'd have to leave Bandit. I'd only see her a few days a week. This was going to be hard.
"This is all my fault. I shouldn't have even come to your house this morning. If I didn't, then you'd still be with your wife," Frank said, through his tears.
"It's not your fault, Frank," I responded. "If I didn't lie to Lindsey, then it wouldn't have happened. It's my fault."
"Don't blame yourself."
"Frank, I saw this coming. Lindsey and I barely knew each other when we got married. We weren't meant for each other. I did it out of anger. I was upset that you got married. I'm just going to miss my beautiful daughter. She was the greatest thing in my life."
"Gerard, the world's ugly, but you're beautiful to me. You're not alone. You haven't lost everything. I'm still here. I love you. You're my soulmate."
After he said that, I stared at him. I had an urge. An urge to just have him. I grabbed his face, pulled him close, and kissed him.
