I sit, my body trembling as I recall the things that had happened. I hate reliving this. The mistakes I have made. The regrets I would live with for all eternity. But this girl needs to know these things. She deserves to hear my side too. So she can make an educated decision when it comes to it. I could see Violet sitting taking in my words intently, like she was listening to every word carefully. Nodding her head at me. When I look at her, I can't help but be reminded of my wife and my son. She certainly has a look of them both. Their hair color... their eyes... their skin tone...
No, I need to focus. I need to continue this. I need to tell her what happened. She must know my side of the story. She has only heard the side from the rest of the family. The family that hates me. That blame
