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The only person who stood with him through it all was Agnus. That man can be mistaken for a mute and Elsa calls him a psycho to his face, and honestly, he does have antisocial tendencies, but I knew early on how much he cared for Dad.
In fact, he only took care of us in his absence for Dad’s sake.
What surprised me, however, was when Dad invited the three of us to a family dinner and announced that he and Agnus were in a relationship.
While I always assumed Agnus was fluid orientation-wise, Dad is the straightest person I know. And he still is, I guess.
He once told me that Agnus is the only man he’s attracted to. It’s not about his gender, it’s abouthim.
So for the first time in his life, he has stability with the one person who understands him the most. The fact that there’s bad blood between his only biological daughter and his husband has always sat wrong with him.
And in hindsight, I shouldn’t have brought their animosity up, so I redirect the convo to a topic Dad likes—praising his husband.
“By the way, I got the annual report of the portfolio Agnus handled for me, and the profit tripled.”
A rare smirk tugs his lips. “He knows what he’s doing.”
“Obviously. I have more money than I can ever spend.”
“You could start your own firm.”
“Not yet. I need to get a few more years of experience first.”
He fixes me with a glare.
I search my surroundings, then focus back on him. “What?”
“Did you send Agnus a thank-you gift for tripling your profit?”
“He doesn’t like those.” I resist the urge to mention that Agnus is a bit antisocial.
Okay, a lot. I’m a million percent sure that he would’ve become a serial killer if he hadn’t met Dad early on in their childhood.
“Send it.”
“Fine. Is he coming over here later?”
“No, he’ll spend the night at the hotel.”
“Why?”
“I told you, for work.”
I squint. “Since when does Agnus choose work over being your shadow?”
“It’s a special type of work. Drop it.”
“Hmm.”
Dad pauses mixing the soup and stares at me. “What?”
“I’m curious, is all.”
“And I’m curious about your girl and the reasons why you didn’t introduce her to us. Is it not serious with her?”
My spine snaps in a line at his swift way of changing the subject and putting me in the limelight. I take a moment to think, then say in a low tone, “It’s not that. It’s…different.”
“Different as in, you don’t wrap it when you’re with her?” A smile tilts his lips, amusement shining in his eyes.
