The Door Stayed Unlocked: A Father, Three Silent Years, and One Baby

tears returning. “Then why didn’t you—”

“Because,” I interrupted gently, “I couldn’t be your safety net if you were cutting the ropes.”

He stared at me, breathing hard.

And then he did something I didn’t expect.

He nodded slowly.

“I get it,” he whispered.

He looked down at Luke, feeding, peaceful.

“I didn’t want love,” he said quietly. “I wanted love without continue reading …