Connor’s POV
‘Who is this party for anyway?’ I grumble as I sit across from Hali in her office, Grace asleep in her stroller beside me.
‘A friend of ours’ Hali replies, ‘a good friend, Noah, I’ve told you about him before.’
I frown, pulling on the alcohol hazed memory from when I was trying to hold my life together with beer.
‘The kid who got used as batting practice by Seona’s piece of s.hit husband?’ I say finally. Yeah, I remember that conversation, even drunk, you don’t forget a man who f.ucks up his wife and still tries to say he loves her. F.ucking b.astard, you don’t lay hands on people you love, man or woman, that’s what cowards do, control their partner through pain and fear. From what Hali said, the d.ick died in a fire after taking Seona from the hospital where she was sitti
