“There’s no need to ask apology on my behalf as I am apologizing myself if I happen to had you feeling that way…” I bit my lip and raises my chin to meet Marcus’s eyes. This is the perfect time to show off my honed ability for eight years of training myself to fit the role of a strong woman beside the one I loved, love and will always love… my armor of wits.
“However, I won’t apologize of standing on what I believe and that is… you don’t have the right to hit anyone you please just because you are a father. And you don’t have the right to dictate one’s life just because they owe it to you. Finally, you don’t have the rightful right to label the principles, beliefs, ideals and aspirations we hold dear especially love as ‘nonsense’ and ‘futile’ just because you think it is!” It was inevitab
