Ariana met with her father at 10 am the next day.
When she got to the café, Ashton was already there with a warm and welcoming smile.
“Cupcake, you’re here!” Ashton beamed.
Ariana fought the urge to roll her eyes. Obviously she is here.
“Sweetheart you can be seated. What do you want to order?” Ashton asked while motioning himself to call the waitress.
“I am good dad. I ate before I got here.” She just wanted him to state the reason for a meet up so she could be on her way. She had done fighting for his love.
“Are you sure?” he asked with concern.
Ariana nodded. She ate earlier in the morning but it wasn’t much. She did not have much of an appetite lately.
Ashton only ordered a coffee for himself. He just want to get this pretense over with as quickly as possible.
It was killing him to sit before Ariana.
Ariana swallowed and then looking directly into her father’s eyes as if she would bore through his soul, “What can you tell me about my mother?”
Ashton knew she only came because of her mother. It was always her weakness.
“Well!” he took a sip of his coffee to hide his nervousness.
He went into character soon after.
He looked at her with tears and shaky hands. “Ariana, I know you must think badly of me but I am not the bad one here.”
He stared at her to see if she was buying it but she was emotionless.
He continued a little more desperate and sad than before, “I loved your mother and I still do.”
Ariana didn’t know if he was faking the tears or not. He looked sincere but her gut feeling was telling her there is something off about everything.
“Since you loved her, why did you run her? Why did you separate her from her daughter?” She asked coldly.
“Cupcake, everything is not how it seems all the time.” He had silent tears running down his cheeks at this moment.
She gave him a questionably glare telling him to explain.
“I met your mother in a bar while on a road trip. We kicked it off as a one night stand. I really liked her when we met so we exchanged number. Few weeks passed by but she never contacted me and whenever I called her, she never picks up.” He let out a humorless chuckle as if he was remembering something that actually happen.
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