Chapter 179 : the monster with the angel

“Mia…Mia Dorado.” I snapped my eyes open at the sound of the all too familiar voice saying my name, a cold chill running down my spine eliminating the electric beauty of before, like a bucket of water being thrown over a tiny candle and there he stood. He was older now with a lot less hair and what he did have was now a dark shade of grey. He also looked a lot shorter but that might have been because I had grown since I last saw this man towering over me He wasn’t drunk today in fact he looked normal. He may have been next to me in the town center slivering like a snake among the other people. He wore a cheap but clean and tidy checked shirt t over a plain white top and baggy stone washed jeans with a black leather belt. He looked like all the other men like he always had when he wasn’t really drunk. He could have been a farther with a wife and living in a nice home, but he wasn’t he was my past wrapped up in a package, He was the one that changed me ten years ago today.

 “Daddy Joe,” I whispered.