Ashley POV

He was right. Nearly twenty years together, he had every reason to say that he really knew me. If I tried to deny it, I was the fool, not him.

“What I mean is that you can count on me,” he continued, quietly. “If there's anything you need, or you just want someone to talk to about anything, I'm here. Let me help you like you've helped me.”

Maybe it was his eyes. Maybe it was his voice. Maybe it was just his presence, just him. Because no matter how hard I tried to push it away, the tightness and heaviness of what happened to my dad had...