“Let him go Malcolm, you're choking him,” the big man ignores me, so putting my hand on his arm I tell him, “the baby is here,” he listen to those words and release him, looking at that despicable being that I have in front of me I put on my disgusted face, “are you saying sorry?” He nodded, “well, I can't be with this resentment and harboring hatred for someone who doesn't deserve even that from me, you've hurt me in ways that should never hurt someone, you tore me apart, and you ended a part of my life that I will never be able to repair again. Now since...