“I’ll keep this short,” he said. That alone should have warned me. He didn’t sit. He stood by the door, already halfway gone.
“I’ve been seeing someone,” he admitted. “For a while.”
Maya gasped. Sophie climbed into Mom’s lap. Liam stared at the floor.
“I can’t do this,” Dad continued. “I’m not strong enough to watch her get sick. I deserve some happiness too.”
Daniel jumped up.
“So what, you’re just leaving?”
Dad shrugged.
“I’m going to live with her. She gives me love and joy. I can’t live in constant sadness.”
Mom didn’t cry. Somehow, that hurt more.
“What about the kids?” I asked.
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