"You didn't tell me your daughter is a genius." Luke glanced at him.
"Do you think I knew about it? I had no idea either." He answered.
"Nina didn't tell you?"
Andrew shook his head. "No. She told me that Brie was a smart kid, but I didn't ask further. I'm an asshole."
"Yeah. You are. You didn't see them for four years, you should have asked Nina about your daughter." Luke scolded him.
He sighed. He wanted to be the perfect father to Brie. Someone that she could be proud of. He was being selfish because he wanted her to forget about James. But how could he reach her heart? He didn't know how to handle a child.
"When you had the twins, were you scared? You became a father when you were just in high school. How did you handle it?" Andrew asked.
