Diary of Abuse by a Loved One Chapter 6 Page 13

sat at the side of the hospital bed with this sullen look in his face.

I had not seen him like that before. Not even when his own parents had sadly passed away. I wasn’t sure if he was disappointed in me; or angry at me.

Time would tell.

For days he didn’t leave my side. We didn’t speak; but then we really didn’t have to say a word. We remained silent, father and son side by side. It was clear to see dad was upset by what had happened to me and finally he plucked up the courage to say he didn’t understand my lifestyle choices and he was struggling with it; but that nobody, not even dad had the right to lay a finger on me.

I didn’t realise it at the time, but dad’s love really