About our family

"Don't you care about your dad and his family?" I blurted out suddenly.

He looked up at me, confused.

"Of course I do." He replied shortly.

"Then shouldn't you be doing something for them?" I pressed, narrowing my eyes slightly.

He looked at me strangely for a moment before letting out a small, humourless laugh.

"You're right, you're absolutely right. There isn't anyone else who matters to me as much as you do." He replied, cupping my cheeks in his large hands.

"But, it's all just a matter of time. It'll happen eventually. We just need to be patient. And strong." He added, kissing my forehead lightly.

"Okay." I agreed hesitantly, biting my lip nervously.

He sat down across from me, resting his elbows on the table and dropping his face in his hands, his hands running roughly through his messy curls.

We stayed like that in silence for several minutes while we both processed the events of the day before.

"Hey love, why don't we try to get some more sleep for tonight? We can talk about to