I’m so fucking sorry. (   oliver.   )

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                  ❝ What’s up, darlin’ ? ❞ The werewolf responds in no more than a soft murmur, nuzzling Aiden’s hair, his attention on his sleeping daughter never falters. He’s running bony fingers through her dark locks of hair, soothing her. ❝ I—yes. I ‘ad a wife, we divorced before Leigh was even born, she…um…sh—she wasn’ the NICEST pf people, ❞ He offers a vague response at first, before deciding that Aiden deserves to know. ❝ Sh—she’d hit me & ca—call me ho—HORRID names…t’make me feel like I was…well worthless, I was isolated. I caught her cheatin’ & I divorced her…knowing that she’d only be a bad influence on my baby, ❞

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            The redhead felt the beating in his chest STOP for an instant. He was HORRIFIED that Oliver (   his love.   ) would even be put through ANYTHING like that. It made him sick to his stomach & wanted to SCREAM at whoever would do this. But, he kept it calm for the little one. ❝ Oliver  —- -  Jesus christ I had no idea. That’s —- - that’s just AWFUL. I’m so sorry. ❞ His voice showed visible concern with a slight HINT of resentment towards his ex-wife  ;  nudging closer to the lycan.