Morgan's POV

I stared at him while he waited for me to say something. "My father?" I repeated, more to myself than to him. I was at my father's funeral only for his exact look alike to show up, calling himself my father. "I think you should leave." I voiced out going to sit back down on the seat when he blocked me.

"Morgan let me explain."

"I'm not in the mood." And truly, I wasn't. I was already a mess thanks to my dad and Cole's death. Just thinking about them made my heart heavy all over again and the last thing I wanted to hear was that my...