He doesn't even look at Apollo, the blade of guilt sliding easily through his ribs. He just stared down into his drink.
"... Maybe." Said with the weight of someone who knew there wasn't any hope, there. "But I don't think so. Best I can do now is - is try to be someone he can be proud of. Even if I can't ever really be his dad."
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"... Maybe." Said with the weight of someone who knew there wasn't any hope, there. "But I don't think so. Best I can do now is - is try to be someone he can be proud of. Even if I can't ever really be his dad."