Annabel lied to me

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Roland sat in the bar, with five empty bottles of beer in front of him. He wanted to get drunk but it was not working for him. He seemed to be more awake and aware of the pain that gnawed at him instead of getting drunk.

“Annabel,” He muttered as he glanced at the sixth bottle of beer in his hand.

He wanted to meet her; to ask her so she could tell him everything Carson said was a lie, but what was there to confirm anymore? He saw the pregnancy, the ring and damn, Olivia was her daughter.

It was then everything dawned on him; that was when his eyes opened and he started to think clearly. That was when he realized why Olivia was always at their house, why Olivia called Annabel mummy and why Annabel loved when the girl was happy, but why did she lie to him about that? He had no problem with Olivia. He loved the girl, he felt a connection with her not knowing she was Carson's child.

Roland sniffed. “Why did you lie to me, Annabel? Why?” He ruffled his hair.

His phone rang and he star