DAHLIA 

“I was just trying to protect you.” Was what I termed a weak-ass excuse for keeping the whereabouts of my child from me. 

“No!” Anger speared alongside my despair, moving away from him. 

He only held me firmer, refusing to let me loose myself from his hold. 

“Get the fuck away from me, Zac! Get away! Leave me!” I screamed so loud that the banging in my head got worse. 

He finally released me, guilt clouding his gaze. “I-I’m sorry, babe. I know I should have told you, it’s my fault and I’m sorry. I’m truly, really sorry. You don’t have to be mad at me. Please.”

I was...