Ariana couldn't stop her tears from falling. She felt like she could have stopped her father from dying if only she had contacted them earlier. If only she hadn't cut them off her life after what they did to her...
"Honey, you need to stop blaming yourself," Calhoun whispered to her ears.
"How can I not blame myself? My mother is right, do I have a right to be here?" She said, pulling away to look into his face.
"Do I have the right to cry when I was the one who walked away? Do I Calhoun?"
Calhoun held her hands and squeezed them gently.
"Do I have the right to feel this pain I felt in my heart when I was the one who turned away from them?"
"You didn't turn your back on them, Ariana. They turned their backs on you. You kept helping them with open arms. You did all you could but it w
