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I let out a huff, carrying the plate of food to Dad, who is in his office. For the last week, he’s barely been home which is probably for the best because I would clash with him too.

With one hand, I knock on the door for him to let me in.

“Mom wanted me to bring this to you.”

“Just put it down, thank you.”

He doesn’t look at me, focused on the screen.

“You’ve been busy with work this week. I’ve paused the show we’re watching. I heard season two is really good.”

His eyes slowly drift to where I’m standing as he observes me. I glance down to see if I have baby vomit or something on me.

“I noticed you weren’t home on Monday night.”

My lips press together while waiting for him to lecture me. He remains silent, not saying a word and waiting for me to answer.

“I stayed at Hunters. It’s not what you think.”

“What do I think, Alexandra?”

“That something is going on,” I say out loud. “Nothing is going on, okay?”

Dad lowers his gaze, tapping his fingers on the desk. “I warned you, Alexandra.”

I throw my hands up in the air. “What do you want from me? I know he was married to Kathy out of convenience. Apparently, they’re getting a divorce. Not that I care. It’s his life. Let him do whatever he wants! He’s so secretive about things, so for all I know, he’s some secret agent working for the FBI.”

My venting doesn’t stop here. “Do you think it’s easy to be around the father of my son and not have feelings? It’s not okay, but I know better than to get involved with a man who doesn’t feel the same way. Imagine, Dad. Imagine being in love with someone who doesn’t feel the same way?”

Dad raises his eyes to meet mine with a pained stare. “I know, Alexandra, exactly what it feels like. I watched your mother almost marry someone else. I stood by her hospital bed when she told me the baby wasn’t mine. I know what it’s like to feel pain. But in the end, the truth set us free. So perhaps, your anger shouldn’t be pointed at me, but rather toward the man you claim to be, but don’t want to be, in love with.”

I drop my stare to the floor. “I’m sorry, Dad. I don’t want to fight with you or hurt you. I know you warned me, and I know you’re not fond of him.”

“Alexandra, it’s time for me to let you make your own decisions. I love you, you are my baby girl, but I also can’t hold onto you forever.”

“Dad,” I choke, “I will always be your baby girl no matter what.”

I rush to his side and throw my arms around him. Inside his embrace, it feels exactly like home, down to the kiss he places on my forehead. When he pulls back, I can see his eyes are soft and glassy.

“Wait, what did you mean the baby Mom was carrying wasn’t yours?”

“Long story, for another time. But trust me, all of you girls are mine. It’s in the eyes.” He smiles fondly.

“There’s so much of yours and Mom’s history I don’t know. They should write a romance novel on your lives, like a saga.”

Dad chuckles. “It would be a bestseller, for sure.”

My laughter slows down as I take a breath. “Dad, I need to do something. Can I leave Elijah with you and Mom? There’s something I need to take care of.”

He glances at me one more time. “Go ahead, sweetheart. We’ll always be here if you need us.”

My knock on the door is loud and obnoxious. I wait impatiently, but nothing. Letting out a huff, I bang again, only for Hunter to open the door.

He’s dressed in a pair of sweats and a tee, looking casually sexy. For someone busy with so-called matters, he looks pretty chilled in his outfit.

I push past him to enter the penthouse and ask him why he hasn’t called me. I stop dead in my tracks when I’m inside themain area. Everywhere I look, there are boxes. Stacked up on each other, with not a single thing out.

“What is all this?”

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