Zane Confront Daisy.

"Daddy!" Luna shrieks, running into my arms as soon as she sees me standing in the den. I pick her up and hold her tight, breathing in the sweet warm coconut of her hair.

"My princess." I say, pressing a kiss to her temple. She giggles, hugging me tight around the neck. My heart melts. Most of my nervous energy dissipates for a moment, then Daisy walks in and I feel an odd sense of foreboding at the perfectly neutral look on her face.

"Hi." She says cordially.

"Hi, how was the drive?" I reply. Keeping things neutral. It is a rule we have. Never to fight or argue heatedly in front of Luna. This is most important to me. I already feel like a failure about the divorce and having to raise her in two homes. It is of the utmost importance to me that she never witnesses us coming for eachother.

I grew up with two people who couldn't stand each other and I would rather die than let my own child go through the same thing. I was willing to put up with the failing marriage as best as I could