POV: Jas
12:00 PM — I Knew He Was Ho
Milo didn’t say anything when he got back with the groceries.
Just looked at .
That’s how I knew.
Aaron was in the house again.
He didn’t sneak in. He didn’t apologize right away.
He just existed here again — like this was sothing we were supposed to adjust to.
And God help , part of was... relieved.
Which made even angrier.
12:15 PM — The Knock
I stood outside his room.
Knuckles curled. Not raised.
The door was half-open. He was sitting on the edge of the bed like he’d been waiting for .
"Dad."
That word still worked on . Still had power.
Even now.
12:17 PM — Silence First
I didn’t sit down.
I didn’t say hello.
He didn’t move.
So I asked:
"Do you want to punch you?"
Aaron blinked. "What?"
"Because I’ve imagined it. Every day since you left."
He looked down.
"I imagined it in the garage. In the kitchen. In the backyard while I was watering the damn tomatoes."
He swallowed hard. "I deserve it."
"No. You don’t."
He looked up.
"You deserve sothing worse," I continued. "You deserve to sit with what you’ve done. Forever."
12:22 PM — The List
"I loved that woman," I said.
"I know."
"I gave her my na. My ho. I raised you both in the sa house."
"I know."
"I trusted her. And I trusted you."
He didn’t respond.
"And you both broke that. Quietly. Behind my back."
"I didn’t plan it."
"No," I said. "You just let it happen. That’s worse."
He flinched.
Good.
12:30 PM — The Truth I Never Wanted to Admit
"I should’ve seen it," I said.
"What?"
"You and her. The way you looked at each other. The way she softened around you. The way you lit up when she laughed."
Aaron sat up straighter. "It wasn’t supposed to happen like that."
"But it did," I snapped. "And now I don’t know what I hate more — the fact that you betrayed , or the fact that you loved her so well she forgot she was mine."
That stunned him into silence.
Good.
12:36 PM — What I Ca to Say
"But here’s the thing," I said after a long pause. "You’re still my son."
"I—" He choked up. "I don’t deserve that."
"I’m not saying you do."
I finally sat down beside him.
"I’m saying I still choose to be your father. Even now."
He wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his hoodie.
"I can’t fix what I did," he whispered.
"No," I said. "But you can live with it. You can do better. You can be better."
He nodded.
12:45 PM — The Question I Had to Ask
"Do you still love her?"
He didn’t answer.
So I asked again, slower.
"Do. You. Still. Love. Her?"
"I don’t know," he said. "Maybe I always will. But I’m not chasing her anymore."
That sounded honest.
And terribly sad.
And just honest enough for to believe it.
12:48 PM — A New Kind of Silence
We didn’t talk after that.
Just sat there. and my son.
In a room full of pieces of a broken family.
But for the first ti in a long ti, it didn’t feel like a battlefield.
It felt like the aftermath.
The part where you sweep the glass.
And maybe — just maybe — start again.
📘 End of Chapter 35
💬 YOUR TURN!
The punch never ca.
But the pain was real.
Jas finally faced his son — not as a victim, but as a father.
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