I didn't know how I was to react to this news. The fact that my dad made effort to get back together with my mom by giving her evidence to prove that he was innocent, and yet mom didn't tell me anything about it.
Instead, she was insisting she still wanted a divorce.
I wanted to face my dad and tell him that everything would be okay. That we wouldn't be a divided family, but I couldn't bring myself to do it because somehow, I knew that it was a lie.
We wouldn't go back to being the way we used to be.
"I really don't know what to say about this right now." I said with my back still turned to him.
How ironic for him to say that he was always going to be here for me when in reality, he never was. I really tried to be considerate, knowing that it was his work that took all his time, but also, he could have done more. He should have tried to spend more time with his family.
