Chapter 7
The truth was simple enough. Philip had gone looking for Andrea to find his daughter. The plan had to been to simply take his daughter, and that be it.
Still there was something about Andrea. He wanted her. Her younger sister refused to marry him, and did not want their child. Addison was always called a mistake by Amy.
But Andrea was different then her sister. She seemed to like him back, and he saw a future with her.
What happened with Amy had been a misunderstanding. A blind date gone horribly wrong.
Too much alcohol and the memories of his dead wife haunting him.
Amy said at first she wanted to have sex, but later somewhere in the evening she must have changed her mind. The words never came from her mouth, probably because he was too violent with her. So rough she was scared of him. He threw her around like a rag doll, ripped her black party dress, and ran his finger nails on her back. She confessed that she was a virgin, but he did not believe her. Looking the way she did it was hard to believe.
Not until he saw the blood. Still he did not slow down or stop. He continued fucking this nineteen year stranger. Part of him wish he could take it all back.
Because he loves Andrea, and knowing what that night did to her sister leaves him feeling guilty.
But if that night would never happened he wouldn't have his second chance at raising a daughter. He lost Penny, but he wouldn't let that happen again. Addison would always be safe with him. She is daughter, and he had no plans of letting her go.
Not Andrea either. She just could never know that he was the stranger man who Amy hooked up with.
That he is actually Addison's father. But if she didn't agree to marry him soon, he would tell her himself.