All right. Here it is. Liam's response.

Dad,

You're right about one thing. I can't forgive you. Believe me, I want to forgive you. I'm sitting in Wyatt's house. Scratch that. Your house. I'm looking at a picture of all of us- you, me, and Wyatt. We look so happy. It's a snapshot from another time and another dimension, I don't even recognize us. I'm so angry at you right now but I'm also tired of being angry. I miss my dad. I miss my dad who used to have my back.

I don't want the sword! That damn sword has been the symbol of everything that has gone so terribly wrong. Seeing it on Steffy just about killed me. I appreciate how hard it was for you give up on marrying her, how hard it is for you to give up on anything that you set your mind to do. Truthfully, I don't know what I can do for our relationship right now. I'm too exhausted. I'm exhausted from all the lies and deceptions between us. I don't know if I can ever 'get past it' or forgive you, or even somehow stop being angry, but I do know that I wish I could do all of those things. I wish above all that I could forget. Where is amnesia when you need it? Dad, I don't know what the future holds for us. I don't know where we go from here. I hate you and love you and miss you and yet I'm terrified of what you've become. I don't want this toxicity for my little girl, but I also don't want her to grow up without any relationship with her paternal grandfather. One day at a time, and baby steps, I guess. Not marrying Steffy is a good step, Dad. Honestly. I can't give my blessing to you marrying the mother of my child and, as her grandfather, being her stepfather too. I don't even know that I would be able to accept that, ever, or forgive Steffy for putting Kelly in that situation. You and Steffy being married would be the nail in the coffin. To use your Carthage analogy, it definitely be scorching our relationship. On the other hand, if you don't pour the salt, maybe we can rebuild. Rome can rise again, so to speak, but it won't be accomplished in a day or even a week or 52 weeks.

I'm looking back a lot. Remembering all those times you dissuaded me from Hope and championed the cause for me and Steffy. Even after everything came out, you tackled me to the ground to beg me to stay with Steffy and raise our child as a married couple. It's all so confusing. You wanted me with Steffy, then you wanted her for yourself, and even took her, and then you just wanted to push her back to me, or push me back to her, or something. And then you schemed to make me think she wanted you, so that I wouldn't go back to her, and it worked so well that I fell into Hope's arms and almost married Hope, and would have married Hope if Wyatt had not told me what you did. Actually, I was still going to marry Hope, but Hope…. Hope didn't want to go through with something that only happened as a result of your lies. Then Steffy had the baby, early, because she fell after slamming the door on you! For that alone, I should probably be feeling patricidal! Dad, what is going on? You want Steffy for me, you want Steffy for you, you lie and scheme and everything goes crazy. All the chaos in our lives right now is traceable to you! I know you took responsibility for that in your letter. To your credit, you owned it. I guess I just need to know…. I need some kind of assurance as to what you really want. Are you truly finished manipulating all of us? Are you truly ready to just be my dad and Kelly granddad and stop this nonsense? Because if not, Dad, you're going to destroy us, and really, you're going to destroy yourself. You have lost your way, Dad. Unless you truly are going to be the man I know is still in there somewhere, very deep down, I don't want you back.