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“I don’t know. It could be his father checking on him. Or maybe his friend Jack, who is going to pick him up from the airport,” I replied. I didn’t need to know who he was speaking with. It wasn’t my business, and if he wanted me to know, he’d tell me. I wasn’t an insecure person. I either trusted you, or I didn’t.And I trust Colton.
Unfortunately, my dad didn’t feel the same. When Colton returned, he asked, “Was that your father?”
Colton shook his head. “No, it was my brother Logan. He apologized for not being able to see me and Annabella today. There was an emergency at the hospital, and he couldn’t get away.”
“Your brother is a doctor?” he asked.
“Yes. A neurosurgeon,” Colton replied.
“What’s his name?” dad inquired.
“Logan Henderson,” he said.
Henderson.
I looked at my father’s face and his expression went from inquisitive to angry in a flash.
He stood up and snapped, “Logan Henderson is your brother?”
Colton nodded.
“I thought you said your name was Marzoni,” he asked angrily.
“It is. But Logan is my brother. My father was…”
“James Henderson,” Dad snarled. He huffed and said, “Get off my property. Stay the hell away from my daughter. You are not welcome here and never will be.”
“Dad, please…”
“No. He’s that bastard’s son. I will never give him my blessing,” he said to me before turning back to Colton. “You heard me. Leave, now!”
Colton looked at me puzzled but stepped away. I tried to go after him but my dad grabbed my arm. “Stay here. You don’t want anything to do with that family.”
“Dad, what have you done,” I said. It stunned me to learn that Colton was related to the Hendersons. Fuck, not just related, but one of them. I watched as he walked away. I was so confused. I turned and ran into the house and upstairs to my old bedroom and shut the door. I threw myself onto the bed, tears pouring out of my eyes.
How could you do this to me? I can’t love a Henderson. I just can’t.
No matter what I told myself, the fact was this: I loved Colton, but this was over. My parents would never accept him, and I wasn’t willing to walk away from my family just to find out if Colton felt the same.
My dreams, my life, all felt as though it was crashing down around me. My mother knocked on the door and I asked her to go away. I didn’t want to talk about it. All I wanted to do was cry until I forgot about him.
I’m not sure I have enough tears to ever forget him. I’m not sure I really want to.
