Chapter 80

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He'd heard the news reports. They were looking for him now. Timothy hadn't been stupid enough to go to his office. The cops would be waiting for him there. It was over.

Trey…Trey had destroyed everything.

Timothy hadn't stopped him. He hadn't.

Now, he would pay the price forever. Everything Timothy had valued, worked toward for twenty years, longer—his entire career ger—was destroyed. Because of Trey. Because Timothy's son couldn't stop hurting people. Timothy had been building something, something to leave his daughters. So they could have better lives when he was gone.

Timothy fell to his knees next to his couch. Just fell…to the hard tile floor of the house he had picked out after his Angela was gone. He had filled her head with dreams of living in Hughes Heights someday after they had discovered her father's money was gone. Timothy had promised her he'd give her the kind of life she had been used to. What kind of life she had wanted for their girls. Angela's daughters.

She had always deserved the better kind of life.

But he had failed her, then. She had never seen his house in Hughes Heights. She had never known he had made her dream happen.

But he hadn't had their daughters either.

He had lost them. She wouldn't have wanted him to lose the girls. Or for the girls to lose the rest of Angela's family. He had screwed up. He should have fought harder to rebuild his relationships with his girls, with Bonnie, with Angela's family.

He should have worked harder to be the man Angela had thought him. To make things right .

To take care of the girls. To take care of Bonnie and Heather and the rest of the family Angela had loved so much. But he had lost himself for a little while.Lost his way.

Maybe that was when he had lost Trey too.

Timothy wept. Like he hadn't since the day he had lost his Angela. She had died in his arms. Just looking at him, a goodbye and an "I-love-you-all-so-much" on her lips. With all of them surrounding her. Heather had held Summer so close in her own arms. Bonnie had held Eden and Marcia had held Samia.

Timothy had never gotten that memory out of his head. No matter how much he had tried.

He just hadn't. He had lost his daughters that day too.

Trey had messed everything up.

But Timothy wasn't going to lose Leena.

He stood.

Timothy had things to do.

Leena needed him now.

It was time to be the father she deserved.