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“You know what? We will leave. But not because you asked us to,” I say coldly. “I realize now that you’re nothing. Absolutely nothing. You say you want me back in your life, and yet you spent this entire weekend avoiding me. Now you think you deserve a say in how I live my life?” I laugh to myself, shaking my head. The more I think about everything, the angrier I get. How dare he treat me like this?
“Maybe we should go…” Wes says gently, though his expression is stormy to say the least. He’s glaring at my father, looking like he could kill him in this moment. But I’m not done. Everyone has been telling me to stick up for myself, and now I’m finally doing it. Unfortunately for my father, I have no plans to hold back.
“You’re a hypocritical bastard,” I tell him, “You claim that Wes isn’t worthy of me, but you’ve never been worthy of any woman. No wonder you’ve been divorced so many times. No woman should have to put up with a man like you. Now I’ve found a real man, someone who cares about me, and you’re trying to tell us that we’re the sick ones. No, Dad...that’s you. After all these years, you dare to tell me what’s good for me. The only thing I know for certain is that you’re toxic. Letting you back into my life was the worst thing I ever did, and I hope I never see your face again. Asshole.”
My father’s face is a picture of complete shock. He clearly wasn’t expecting me to stick up for myself. It just goes to show how little he knows me. I held back before for the sake of giving our relationship a chance, and partly for the sake of Wes, but now, I’m glad to have said my piece. I don’t need him in my life, and I don’t plan to stick around for longer than necessary. I have no shame anymore, and as I march down the corridor to my bedroom to find some clothes, I ignore the faces of the shocked guests who have spilled out into the corridor. Not one of them matter to me. This is never going to be my world. It’s my father’s world, and I don’t want any part of it. He can stick his offer of having me run the company where the sun doesn’t shine.
Poppy is waiting for me at the end of the long corridor, staring at me in shock. She slowly applauds me as I enter the room, shortly followed by Wes. He’s grabbed a shirt and some jeans so he quickly dresses as I gather my things.
“Damn, girl, that was quite a show,” Poppy says. “You did so good. He deserved every single thing you said to him.”
I force a smile, but I’m not really in the mood to revel in my own victory. As much as it feels good to have spoken my mind, I know there’s no going back from here. I spent years wishing I could reconnect with my Dad, and I expected it to be perfect when I eventually got around to it. Now, I can see that he’s a disappointment. Just like he was to my mother, to me when I was a child, and to Wes now. But it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t hurt to be proven right that everything I believed about him is true.
“Are you alright?” Wes asks me gently. I have my back to both him and Poppy as I quickly try and pack. There are tears in my eyes, but I refuse to let them spill right now. I don’t want my father to have any kind of victory. Not this time.
“I will be,” I say firmly as I finish up with my packing. “Can I stay with you? Please.”
Wes pulls me in for a long kiss. “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” he says gruffly.
“Get a room,” Poppy says, rolling her eyes, but she is smiling. I know she is pleased for me. She’s probably pleased with herself, too. I know she’s been rooting for me to have a wild romance for a long time. I guess she never expected anything quite this wild, but neither did I. Now look at where I am.
“Let’s get out of this hell hole,” Wes mutters, taking my hand with confidence. It’s like it’s his way of showing the world I’m his. We’re together now. The secret is out. We don’t have to try and hide any longer. In some ways, it feels like a massive weight off our shoulders. And in so many ways, this is the best thing that could have happened. I’ve exposed my father for the snake that he is, and now I can follow my heart as well as my head. It feels damn good, even if my heart is hurting.
