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"Oh wow. I thought you were waiting until the wedding."

"I thought so too but I don't know. He came over last night and one thing just led to another."

"Well, how was it?" I asked, not sure if I wanted to hear the details of it.

"I've never had such great sex in my life. I thought I was going to die. He is such a freak. I mean, who knew that a lawyer could be like that in bed? We've been together forever and I never once saw this coming. And he's absolutely massive -"

"Oh my goodness," I interrupted with a cringe. "Can you not? I still have to look this man in the eye on Saturday. It's like hearing about my brother's sex life."

"Yeah whatever Angie, you know you want to hear the rest!"

"Actually, no I don't. Come eat, you crazy blonde."

"So, do you have a date for Saturday?"

I took my time pouring a glass of wine before I looked at her disdainfully.

"No," I answered finally.

"Why not?" she asked, loading her fork full of lasagne.

"Because I don't have men falling at my feet wherever I go like you, Stacey. It's just difficult."

"No, it isn't. You think of somebody you like, tell them your best friend is getting married and ask them to come with you."

"Look," I said. "We've been over this a million times. Men just aren't into me that way. It's been like this my whole life so I don't even know why I'm expecting it to be different. Besides, I don't even fancy anybody at the moment. I don't have time for that shit. Work is killing me."

"Well, you can't hide behind your work forever. You're a catch and sooner or later somebody's going to see that."

I knew what she was trying to do. Like any good friend, she was trying to make me feel better. I felt bad for throwing myself a pity party just before her wedding but before I could apologise, my phone rang. It was my dad so I ignored it.

"Are you going to get that?" she asked.

"No," I said shortly. Suddenly, she grabbed my phone off the table and answered it.

"Hey, what the fuck?" I hissed. I hated that she was trying to force me to talk to him. He didn't deserve any of my time.

"Yes, I'll accept the charges," replied Stacey to whoever was on the phone.

She then handed it to me with an expectant look on her face. I had a good mind to hang up but I knew she was just trying to help. I bit the bullet and took the phone.


"Sweetie, it's so good to hear your voice again," said a gravelly voice on the other side of the phone.

I flinched at the term of endearment. I hadn't spoken to him in months but his voice still sounded the same.

"How have you been?" he asked. The sincerity in his voice made me feel a pang of guilt for ignoring his daily calls.

"I'm fine, just busy at work." I heard the smile in his voice when he replied and I didn't know how to feel.

"I'm so proud of you Angie, I hope you know that. I know I'm not the father you deserve but don't you ever doubt how much I love you. You hear me?"

I swallowed hard, trying to keep my emotions in check. This is why I hated speaking to him. It made me want to care again. I didn't want to go through all that crap.

"Yes Daddy, I know. How are you?"

"As good as can be expected for a man behind bars," he said with a chuckle. "I'm just happy you finally picked up. I think about you every day. You are my only daughter after all."

I kept quiet, not knowing what else to say.

"Angie sweetie, I have to go now. Keep well and don't forget; I love you."

"Me too," I said softly. The phone beeped after he hung up. I lifted my eyes to see Stacey looking at me.

"See? That wasn't so bad, now was it?" I didn't say anything. "I think you should go visit him," said Stacey simply.

"Are you fucking serious? No!"

"Angie he's your dad! I know he's done some fucked up shit but he still cares about you, even you can't deny that! He's sorry, what more do you want from him? He can't give you much more from behind bars! Just give him a chance!"

"Stacey, I can't -"

"Come on, Angie.

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