My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 82 Healing Old Wounds

Evelyn

My eyes shot back to spot Jack standing at the doorway, and beside him, my very hesitant mother. Her uncertainty was a rare sight, but considering everything she had done, nearly ruining my relationship with Jacob, her hesitation was quite evident.

Well...what else could I expect? After everything she'd done, it was obvious she'd be hesitant to face any of us, including me. However, for some reason, I didn't feel as angry as I should have. I couldn't find that deep-seated grudge or anger within me anymore. Where were they?

Jack gently nodded at my mom, encouraging her as she stepped into the kitchen, her expression showing her doubts.

"Can we talk, Evelyn?" She hesitantly asked, her voice barely above an whisper and her eyes requesting.

I looked at my man, and his green eyes conveyed the same message my mind was telling me I should talk.

"Sure, Mom. We can talk," I said, my voice soft. I didn't know why I had no resentment towards her anymore, maybe because I had Jacob with me?

needed guidance...I ruined everything for you, didn't I?" A sob escaped her, as she looked at me,

as I loved my father, but seeing her cry like this broke my heart. Maybe, I did love her in my own way, and I hadn't

of when we were together as a family, "I understand, Mom. And I'm sorry for not letting you in all these years. I'm sorry I only thought about what I lost and didn't see what

I

should have attended those special moments in your life,

was never there for you to open those gifts I sent, I'm sorry I always tried to make up for my absence with materialistic things. I'm sorry," She cupped my face, sobbing, "I didn't even

I'd

love me, does it? Those gifts. always opened them, Mom. But yes, my ego made me pack them back skillfully so that no one ever knew worn those dresses once in my locked room. I've played those games, tried those headbands, and watched those cartoons-I saw them all. I was too stubborn to accept

open those gifts?" A soft, melancholic smile

you emailed me math suggestions. But I just...didn't want you to know. I'm sorry

Dad spoke up, "And I'm sorry for the other day. I went borderline. I hope you can let it slide." "Yeah, sweetheart; You know Samuel; he goes bananas when he's angry. Please don't

guys. You two

he endured in the past, and told him that the trauma would fall heavily on Evelyn, I unknowingly ended up making mine fall on Kers. Samuel and I, we were just like Evelyn when we made such décisions, and we went through shit and regrets that one can't even imagine. I just didn't want Evelyn to go through the same, but I ended up forgetting her wishes and her choices in the midst of all of it when I should have prioritized her