"What makes you think you have the right to ask for a divorce? I haven't even held you accountable for turning Avalynn into such a liar. Now she is just like you!"
His cruel words cut deep into my heart.
Tears welled up as I looked at Crowley.
"What's wrong with Avalynn not liking spicy food? Don't you know she had a stomach problem? Just to please Megan, you forced her to eat all that chili. Do you have any idea that she'd already..."
"Enough!" Crowley cut me off impatiently.
"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Avalynn was already spoiled by you. How could a kid have a stomach problem? A bit of chili wouldn't have killed her, but if Megan's depression flares up, she might just end her own life."
My heart ached so badly it felt like I couldn't breathe.
All Avalynn ever wanted was for Crowley to share a meal with her.
But Crowley was always too busy with work or with catering to Megan's fake depression.
He was hardly ever home.
Whenever he was home, I'd make sure to prepare all his favorite dishes.
I respected his preferences. But as a father, he didn't even know Avalynn couldn't eat spicy food because of her condition!
Maybe he knew, but he just didn't care.