said softly, setting Wyatt down and walking over to him. “I am your dad. Maybe not by blood, but in every other way that matters.”
“But you didn’t have to be!” he shouted, and now he was crying openly. “You could have left! You could have not cared! But you stayed and you worked yourself to death and she—” he pointed at Lenora, “—she lied to all of continue reading …
