Four

Luna wandered around New York trying to find the movie Portia wanted. Days before she left, Portia had told her that she wanted a movie called "The Prince, the Toad and Me", which was about a princess who falls in love with a prince, and believing she has turned into a toad, kisses him, even though he is a different man and falls into a love triangle. Yes, the truth is not the typical story Portia should see but the movie was for children even so and it was animated. It would be nice to take her tomorrow along with the book and chocolate.

James's attitude was getting on her nerves. She hated that James Bexell guy and just wanted the other one back, but she had to accept that, on the contrary, he didn't want her around (although she still didn't understand why) and besides, she had to accept that she wasn't there for him, but for Portia.

After a few minutes, he finally found the movie. She quickly bought it, and went out to find a cab. She was tired and wanted to go to sleep. The cab ride took about 45 minutes, lots and lots of time and lots of money, and lots of traffic. Besides, it wasn't pleasant with a cab driver who apparently hadn't had a bath in a long time and didn't like water either.

He quickly got out of the cab and handed the large amount of money to the cab driver. It was a long time. He entered his hotel and hurried to his room. When he arrived, the first thing he did was to shed all the clothes he was wearing to take a bath, a relaxing bath.

She went into the bathtub and turned on the faucet, waited a few minutes for it to fill, and then stepped into it. It was so relaxing. He picked up his cell phone that was on the small table next to the tub and started listening to music. The ringtone interrupted the music, nearly scaring him to death. She answered.

- Hello?

- Hello - It was his voice. Apparently he was calm.

- Hello James.

- Please don't go to the hospital anymore, okay?

- I'll keep going - she replied calmly. She heard James's breathing quicken.

- Look, I don't want to fight with you. I know you want to see Portia, but don't...don't.

- James, I know she's your daughter and that's your right, but you're not going to tell me what to do. What harm could it do her to see me?

- She's not your daughter, she's mine.

- I never said she was my daughter. Does she have to be my daughter for me to care about her? No.

- I still don't want you in the hospital. - he replied angrily. Oh well, he was already angry.

- Look, you're already mad and everything. James, I don't care about you, okay? - he clarified. He knew instantly that comment had hit James in the chest. I care about Portia. I understand that you don't want me around because... I don't know what you think, who knows, I've never been able to understand. But you're not going to take me away from her, especially when she wants me around. It's not good for her.

- She wants you around, but I don't want you around her, Luna. I'm her father, and unfortunately she's going to have to get over this. You were with her because I hired you, and you've already quit your job, and you don't work for me, so you don't need to present yourself at the hospital," he said, and hung up.

No, shit. His blood was boiling.

That idiot couldn't get away with it. No, of course he couldn't. She picked up her phone and called him.

She dialed three rings. James hung up. He called back. He picked up.

- Listen Yorke, you're not going to forbid me to see Portia. When the fuck are you going to grow up? You're an adult, for God's sake, act like one! You don't want me around, fine, but you can't do that. If you try to keep me away from Portia knowing that she wants me around, you're winning the idiot of the year award. I don't care who you think you are, your opinion may be important to others, but it's not to me. So you will accept that I want to be with Portia right now just like you want to be with Portia right now and that's it. Don't boss me around, don't boss around what the world feels, James. Get off your high horse.

- Oh, don't you dare tell me something I'm already pretty clear about. I don't think I'm nobody, Luna. Lately I'm nobody, I'm nothing. Don't talk about me like I'm a totally empty man.

- You are. You try to manage everyone, to tell them what they should feel, when they don't.

- Of course not! I can't even make my own daughter feel good! - she uttered and her heavy breathing could be heard- I would give my life for Portia to be okay, but you know what, she's not. I can't handle everyone, excuse me if I want you away from her just because I don't want you to suffer the consequences, I'm sorry. Uh, I'm sorry. - he pronounced sarcastically.

- Oh, no, no, no, no. So you're doing it for me? Ha, lie of the year. After the "I'm going to make you as happy as I can." James, stop it, don't play anymore, we all know you're just being cold.

James laughed calmly.

- Yeah, I'm a son of a bitch. I lied, I stole, I swindled, I betrayed, I murdered and I hid. And you know what else I did? I chose you. And you can bet I regret it.