64. World's Apart

DANE

It had been over two weeks since the visit to my parents. The day after, Mom had given me a lecture on why I needed to find a young child-bearing wife, not an older businesswoman who already had a child. That pissed me off and I had said a good few words. I loved both Dahlia and Aria. Regardless of the fact that Aria had chosen to call me father, I loved it. I don’t care that I had only known her for a few months, to me it felt like forever. I was her dad no matter what anyone said.

As for Dahlia, I loved her and what Mom said, I didn’t really care. I made it clear that this was the family I wanted and would always cherish. Besides she was only thirty… I'm sure when the time came we could have another child.

I had also begun to look at some houses. Call it ego, but I didn’t want to live at Dahlia’s place, I wanted to at least put a roof over their heads. Somewhere new to start fresh memories. I thought to have a look first and then talk to Dahlia about i