C16 Sixteen

Medora

Anthony had gone to get me coffee. What a gentleman. Remind me why I didn't want to be with him again? Oh, right. He’d been married before. That doesn’t count—I was almost married too. The difference? He loved his wife like crazy, and I… well, I ran. Oh, and he has a daughter. A sixteen-year-old one.

“How’s sixteen-year-old Lili?” I asked casually, taking the coffee cup from him