There had been a few times in his life when he’d felt as bad as this. When his mother died. When he found out Grace had moved away, and when the county told him that they were going to put him and his brothers into separate foster care. Even his father’s drunken rages didn’t affect him as much as knowing that he had scared his son. Worried him enough that he refused to go to his friend’s house. The guilt that rolled around him after that was powerful enough to constrict his airways. He didn’t just have himself to think about anymore. He didn’t have even just his company and siblings to think about anymore. He had a son, and even though he knew that Grace and Ryder would be taken care of financially if he went away, it was more than that. He wouldn’t be there to take care of them personally and that mattered to him. It mattered to Grace, too. “Thank you,” she whispered to him as she kissed his face and hugged him. “For what?”
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