“Destiny can get fucked. I know all about that,” I say as he enters the room again. “Really?” His brow lifts and he cocks his head to the side. “It’s fucked you up too?” “I wouldn’t say fucked me up, but it has made me question why things are the way they are.” I take a deep breath as I stare down at my hands. “I was eight when my old man was locked up.” “Oh, shit. I’m sorry—”
