Why did that little brat get to be happy? Chasity had no idea what her father had done. How he'd effected people. Her own life had been ruined by him. Granted, it was by something that Gale couldn't control, but that was besides the point. Chasity didn't know how bad it could get.
It was always awful to see a parent slip away from reality before your eyes. She should know. Her own mother went insane at the death of her father. She may not have had physical outbursts, but she definitely wasn't a fit mother for weeks on end. She slipped away and left her two daughters to fed for themselves. She resented her mother for that…always had.
"Dear, I think we've got a problem." Eric turned to his wife. She let out an exasperated sigh. She didn't need this.
"What is it?"
"Chasity seems to have hooked herself a boyfriend."
Great. Just great. "Of course she would make this more difficult for us." She sat up and rubbed her face. "Now if we want her, we have to get through this kid. Awesome."
Eric walked over and placed a hand on her shoulder. "It might not be too bad. Maybe they'll break up."
Taking her face out of her hands, she looked up at him. Always the optimistic one. She sighed. "Yeah, maybe. Either way, I don't have the energy to deal with it tonight. I think the migraine that I had the other day is trying to come back." She felt Eric leave a kiss on her temple, enjoying his touch. He was good with affection, she was not.
"Yeah, don't worry about it tonight, I just wanted to inform you." He walked out of the room, but not before calling over his shoulder. "You're radiant, babe. Always remember that."
She couldn't help the smile that had crept onto her face. She loved it when he called her radiant.