Why don’t you want us to be happy?” My voice cracks at my question. “Why, Dad? Why can’t I be happy? You broke me!” Stupid tears form in my eyes, and I angrily bat them away with the palms of my hands. “You broke the three of us when you hooked up with him.” My tone is acid. “I wanted to hate you, and for fucking forever, I did, but then Alis…” I bury my face in my hands, stifling a sob. “He just made me happy. I love him, and I fucking miss him.”
