Chapter Forty One

CAINE

It was hard to claw my way back from the past, but it’s harder to talk about the present especially when it is very much connected to the past. I took a deep breath before I continued, my eyes still focused on her.

“Do you remember that day at the park when I was crying because dad left?” Alex nodded her head, eagerly listening. “It all started then… when I was crying at the park and you saw me struggling, trying to catch up with my father who is blowing off steam by escaping his problems, specifically me.” I feel my Adam’s apple bobbed as I...