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heart.”
    Jesika doesn’t look one bit phased by my little rant. She’s all too familiar with me going off on one of my sarcastic tangents. “And…what did Seth say?” she eggs me on.
    “Ah, he said that he doesn’t love me and that he never will. He said whatever is going on with him and that hussy is complicated. That’s all I got from him and it was more than enough.” I take a deep breath, urging the tears that are threatening to form to stay at bay.
    We finished our lunch and made our rounds to the bathroom before making it back to my gate where they announced my flight was now boarding. I gave Jesika a tight hug.
    “I love you Jes. I’ll see you soon. Don’t kill your brother-in-law.” I wink at her. She just laughs and tells me to call her as soon as I land. I turn around one last time and wave before I’m walking down the tunnel to my destination of home.

Chapter Six

    *SETH*

    So here I stand. Next to a fat Elvis preacher, who is ready to marry me off into oblivion. I’m sure he sees this plenty – a not so happy couple. The groom that is dreading the moment; the music cues the bride to make her grand entry. I’m starting to become slightly sweaty as the time slowly ticks by. Derek sees the regret that’s forming in my eyes as I search for the closest exit, knowing damn well my ass is staying where it is planted. “Dude, you don’t have to do this. Whatever it is she is hanging over you to make you do this, we can figure another way bro.” I know he’s trying, but dammit, he doesn’t know what’s all going on.
    “No Derek. There is no other way. I have no other choice,” I snap at him. Now is not the time for us to pull out our brotherly love on each other. The music starts and I can’t help but tap my foot, making my own beat to it. Oddly enough, it starts to calm me down. I’m praying that she took off after our little quickie, but that prayer is quickly tossed to the wayside as I see her fake ass smile shining through the glass door. So many questions fly through my mind. What am I doing? Why am I doing it? Is everything I’m doing worth what I’m losing? I mentally answer the questions as I ask myself them, and I know without a doubt that I’m doing the only thing I can do to get my daughter back.
    She makes her way down the aisle, and we face our impersonator. He goes through the vows quickly, and of course she is beaming as she says yes and I slide the ring onto her finger, but as she slowly slides the cheap one I found for myself at a pawn shop down my finger, someone busts through the door. The only objection I was expecting to hear had already took off back home on a plane.
    “I object…or I disagree. These two should definitely not get married.” I look up and about shit my pants when I see Mr. Remington, red-faced and breathing heavily. Did he fucking run here?
    “What the hell are you doing Doug?” Allison drops my hand and is yelling as she closes the distance between him and her. “Who do you think you are, coming in here trying to stop our wedding?” She’s about to poke him in the chest, but he grabs her arm before she’s able to.
    “What the hell am I doing? More like what the hell are you doing trying to trap my son in this marriage based off nothing but lies? Huh? Did you think Seth would be stupid enough to just strictly take your word and not have someone else look into it? I jumped on the plane as quickly as I could when I got wind of what was going on. How about you tell good ole Seth what really happened to that baby of yours instead of filling him with false hope?” Did I just fucking hear him right? Did he just call me his son? Uh-uh. Ain’t no fucking way that King Pin is my long last dad.
    “Wait a minute.” They are both too busy bickering to pay any attention to me. “Wait a fucking minute!” I yell. That sure got their attention. “What the fuck is going on? And why the fuck did you call me your son?” I turn towards Doug.
    “Seth,