#Chapter118

"What the hell are you doing here?" Dad growls at the coach, who simply smiles.

"Sorry, Daniel, I'm just taking back what's always been mine."

I try to pretend I didn't hear his words, but I can't when my dad lounges at him with full speed.

"You motherfucker, who the fuck do you think you are?! That's still my wife!" dad shouts, bashing coaches head into the floor with full force.

I gasp, sure that he knocked him out, but coach simply flinches and immediately throws him off himself.

"Don't do this, Daniel, even if you were sober there's no way you'd ever manage to beat my ass." He...