Give me one chance (122)

“What did you think?” My voice cracked and my feet ached.

“That I would just accept you? That I hug you? That I would cry and tell you how much I love you?” I asked and searched his eyes for a response, response.

“But for what exactly?!” I snapped. “For abandoning me for twenty-three years? For leading with a psychopathic woman? For rejecting me? For all those nights and days resented me because I wasn’t lovable?!”

“Isab—”

“Don’t call me that! Don’t you dare call me that! I am not your Isabel and I am not your daughter!” I roared. “My father....? He’s dead. He died three years ago and his name is Derek Dante!” I cried. “I don’t know you, and I don’t want to.”

“I didn’t want to leave you, but I had no choice—”

I wiped my tears and locked eyes with his amber orbs which shone with tears. “Seven years ago, if you had told me this, I would have forgiven you, I would have run right into your arms.” I sucked in a deep breath and continued.

“But I am no longer sixteen-year-old Danielle who