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In the past, Nate was never the type to hold back, not for any reason. But right now, he’s lessening the blow of his punches, no matter how much I hit him, and I don’t think it’s because I’m still recovering from the accident.
The same damn accident that caused me to leave Gwen alone with him and the fucking woman who gave birth to her.
When we’re finally spent, I roll to sit against the chair while Nate winces and leans against the wall, his legs outstretched in front of him.
He wipes his face and grunts. “Fuck you, King. Fuck you for being a goddamn motherfucking dick.”
“And fuck you for stabbing me in the back. She’s a fucking kid. She hasn’t lived yet and you ruined everything.”
“She’s not a fucking kid. She stopped being that a long time ago, but you keep overprotecting her to keep her with you forever. She’s strong and knows how to take care of herself, and you need to start getting used to that.”
“Shut the fuck up. You don’t get to tell me how to treat my own daughter. You will stay away from her, you hear me? I’m going to file a restraining order.”
“You can’t do that on her behalf. And stop being a fucking dick. I care about her, okay? I care about her like I’ve never cared about any woman in my life. Hell, like I never cared about any person. This is serious. I’m serious about her, King.”
Fire like never before rises in my veins and images of him with my beautiful little angel, my Gwen, nearly cuts me open. Nausea clogs my throat and I want to fucking kill him.
So I stagger to my feet and grab the gun, then point it at him. “You shouldn’t have touched her, Nate. Best friends don’t touch their friends’ kids.”
“Don’t you think I tried not to?”
“You should’ve tried fucking harder.” I approach him with the gun and put it to his forehead.
“Put it away, you idiot. If I die and you go to prison, she’ll have no one.”
When I don’t make a move to comply, he grabs the gun and throws it on the sofa.
“I’ll find a way to kill you without getting caught then. Now get the fuck out of my house and don’t ever show me or my daughter your face again.”
“That’s impossible since you’re my partner and she’s my wife.”
“Like fuck she is. You will divorce her.”
“No.”
“What the fuck did you just say?”
“Unless she wants the divorce, it won’t be happening.” He staggers to his feet, grabbing his ribs that I fucked up—good, maybe that way, he can feel a sliver of the pain I feel from his betrayal.
Maybe that way, he can understand what it feels like to be a horrible father for leaving my only daughter on her own.
If I hadn’t had that fucking accident, if I hadn’t made that call, I would’ve stopped this. I wouldn’t have allowed him to prey on my daughter.
Or allowed him to be near her.
I would’ve prevented this whole mess.
He pats my shoulder. “Get some rest. We’ll talk later.”
“You get some rest and sort out your will, because I’ll kill you later.”
He says nothing as he struggles to open the door, then steps out. I follow after him because Gwen is waiting right outside. I saw the shadow of her feet as she kept pacing.
As soon as she sees him, she gasps, hands covering her mouth and tears glistening in her colorful eyes.
“Oh my God, Nate.” Her voice is brittle, chin trembling as she reaches a hand out for him.
“Gwyneth, come here. Now.” I don’t usually order her this harshly, and she knows that, too, because she startles, her hand falling to her side.
