“But you never came back for us. Not once in all those years did you ever reach out or try to see if we were okay.” Hurt laces Sadie’s words as she shrugs, “I guess you just didn’t feel like it.” “I…” Odette parts her lips, at a loss for words. “It’s not because I didn’t feel like it,” she answers, drawing her eyes up to Sadie, features hardened, no longer playful. “It’s my— “—It’s not just your dad,” Sadie accuses, fists balled at her sides. “It’s you.
