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It was constant and unnecessary commentary that I think has driven me away from her so much. Dad always worked, but he loved the woman, so I always felt unsupported by him. Norah was her protégé, which left me the black sheep of the family. And alone.
“Then I’m gonna skip out on this one,” I tell her, my voice firm as I tightly hold on to my cell. “Have a good time?—”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Oh, but I am. My daughter, Mom, will not be shunned by this family because I’m not married and, to you, she’s a bastard. I don’t know where you get off on judging people but it’s unwelcomed and, frankly, I’m tired of your bullshit. I have to leave my daughter just to come see you while she’s done nothing to deserve that sort of treatment.”
“You should’ve chosen a different path.”
Abortion.
And it’s sickening that she would allow it because of her selfish-ass ways.
“I’m not a coward like you, Mom. But thanks for the clarification I needed. You won’t need to see this daughter anymore either.”
“What does that even mean?”
“It means I’m done. We’re done.”
“It’s that man, isn’t it, Olive? He’s trying to pry you away from us. I told you he was too old for you?—”
“It has nothing to do with him and everything to do with you. Actually, scratch that…it is because of him. He’s been the third eye I’ve needed to see right through my worth. To see that I deserve more from a parent, and you’re not it. I’m done with the ignoring bullshit. Rory is my daughter. You’re a grandma, Mom. And it’s too late if you like that shit or not because it’s done. And so am I.”
And then I hang up and block her number.
thirty-two
. . .
HUDSON
The perfect solution to my problem would be to fire Liv and get my head straight so I can focus on work.
I just can’t bring myself to do it.
As aggravating and teeth-grating as it is to have to still see her every day, I can’t help but revel in the fact that at least I know where she is. I have some sick, torturous sense about me where I check in on her every morning to make sure she’s here. I can’t help but give her a once-over, soaking in every detail of her as if I hadn’t seen her in years and then I grumble around for the rest of my day.
It’s fucked.
Today is the first day I’ve told myself that shit will get back to normal. That I will treat everyone in this bitch the same. So, when I walk up to the receptionist’s desk to tell her that I want coffee ASAP, I pretend I’m talking to Miles because I don’t want to fuck him and he’s the first person I saw this morning.
Though I didn’t expect him to be the one who brought it to me, though. So, my plan on getting shit back on course like it used to be failed.
And it’s left me nothing but to think about everything I’ve said and felt over the revelation of Liv’s daughter and how I didn’t receive that well.
However, I still feel a certain type of way about it. All the things I said previously to fucking her still stand true in my head.
We have an age gap.
I’m not her baby daddy, and that’s always a problem.
Not unless you fuck her until she can’t breathe without you anymore.
My ex royally screwed with my head on that feat and now I can’t trust anyone.
However, I trust the dudes at my shop never to place a finger on her. I don’t know this dude. So maybe that works in my favor because it was my old best friend who fucked my fiancée.
So, I should pay more attention to the guys than I should her baby daddy.
